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Feb. 28th, 2007 10:12 pmconstanceNotes about this Ten-Songs-I-Adore meme:
(1) You have no idea -- no idea, I tell you -- how hard it is for me to post lists of music without apologizing for my taste in said music. What happened to the days when I was totally sure my taste in music was completely awesome in every way? I'd like to think it's just that I got old -- but maybe it's the general total breakdown of all self-confidence I have undergone since reaching my majority? Anyway. So your taste in music's better than mine. I can accept that. After a bit of a struggle.
(2) I also had an agonizingly hard time limiting myself to just ten songs. In fact, I narrowed it down to twenty and couldn't get any farther until I realized that some of the songs I loved were no longer on my hard drive (just on my iPod, or on my external hard drive), and so I was able to winnow (don't you love that word?) the list from there. Thank goodness (a) my sloppy archiving habits are here to mask my indecisiveness, and (b) I could only work with one letter of the alphabet.
(3) My criteria for choosing the list, in case you're interested, was this: which songs, when they pop up in my player, make me STOP EVERYTHING TO LISTEN AND IF I AM ALONE SING TUNELESSLY-YET-LOUDLY ALONG? These are they. A few of they. I will tell you a little something about my history with they, if you're curious.
(4) If you want a letter of your own, you have, of course, only to say so.
Ramble On - Led Zeppelin
Red Rabbits - The Shins
Red-Eyed and Blue - Wilco
Requiem - M. Ward
Retrieval of You - The Minus Five
Revelator - Gillian Welch
Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash
Rock and Roll - The Velvet Underground
Rip This Joint - The Rolling Stones
Roseblood - Mazzy Star
ETA: Neil Gaiman, what is up with your blog? Why does it occasionally and randomly vomit all over mine? Couldn't you do something about that?
(1) You have no idea -- no idea, I tell you -- how hard it is for me to post lists of music without apologizing for my taste in said music. What happened to the days when I was totally sure my taste in music was completely awesome in every way? I'd like to think it's just that I got old -- but maybe it's the general total breakdown of all self-confidence I have undergone since reaching my majority? Anyway. So your taste in music's better than mine. I can accept that. After a bit of a struggle.
(2) I also had an agonizingly hard time limiting myself to just ten songs. In fact, I narrowed it down to twenty and couldn't get any farther until I realized that some of the songs I loved were no longer on my hard drive (just on my iPod, or on my external hard drive), and so I was able to winnow (don't you love that word?) the list from there. Thank goodness (a) my sloppy archiving habits are here to mask my indecisiveness, and (b) I could only work with one letter of the alphabet.
(3) My criteria for choosing the list, in case you're interested, was this: which songs, when they pop up in my player, make me STOP EVERYTHING TO LISTEN AND IF I AM ALONE SING TUNELESSLY-YET-LOUDLY ALONG? These are they. A few of they. I will tell you a little something about my history with they, if you're curious.
(4) If you want a letter of your own, you have, of course, only to say so.
Ramble On - Led Zeppelin
Red Rabbits - The Shins
Red-Eyed and Blue - Wilco
Requiem - M. Ward
Retrieval of You - The Minus Five
Revelator - Gillian Welch
Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash
Rock and Roll - The Velvet Underground
Rip This Joint - The Rolling Stones
Roseblood - Mazzy Star
ETA: Neil Gaiman, what is up with your blog? Why does it occasionally and randomly vomit all over mine? Couldn't you do something about that?
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Date: 2007-03-02 12:01 am (UTC)Ramble On - Led Zeppelin
A holdover from my early high school years, when the boys of my set listened to this stuff and desired nothing more to live the life described in Dazed and Confused. Whenever I hear a Led Zeppelin song, I am instantly fifteen again.
Red Rabbits - The Shins
The plinkiness of this makes me bounce with happiness, even though the lyrics are so pretentious as to be incomprehensible.
Red-Eyed and Blue - Wilco
Around the time I was leaving NO, I was listening to Wilco a lot (a lot, and as a result, I couldn't listen to them for a long time without being reminded of how miserable I was during that time of my life. But I discovered recently that the taint is gone, and so I am listening a lot again. This song's one of my favorites from Being There.
Requiem - M. Ward
I want someone to write a song like this about me when I die. No, I lie. I want someone to write this specific song about me when I die. I'm not sure how that's going to work (maybe something like Pierre Menard in that Jorge Luis Borges story), but that's what I want.
Retrieval of You - The Minus Five
I sort of like the fact that this song exists as much as I like the song itself. It's one of those ensemble bands, made up from bits and pieces of other bands, all of which I love crazily. Isn't it great when that happens?
Revelator - Gillian Welch
I can't really think of a living woman's voice I love more than Gillian Welch's. I find it completely mesmerizing, and the fact that she's smart enough to fit her arrangement and the music she writes and plays to her voice, it just completely sends me.
Ring of Fire - Johnny Cash
Johnny Cash is my spirit guide. You maybe know how he's Homer Simpson's spirit guide too, and that Homer sees hims as a coyote? I see him as a lion. In this song, he's a roary lion.
Rock and Roll - The Velvet Underground
This song changed my taste in music (and therefore my life). The music I loved before this song, and the music I fell in love with after I heard it, are totally different. I think Lou Reed would be pleased to hear this.
Rip This Joint - The Rolling Stones
This is one of my careen-around-the-room-dancing songs. It has no higher purpose, really, but sometimes a song doesn't need a higher purpose as long as it motherfucking rocks.
Roseblood - Mazzy Star
I love Hope Sandoval almost as much as I do Gillian Welch, and I also happen to be able to sing her really well. (I mean, as well as I can sing, at least.) This one's so hypnotically wistful.
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Your letter, my friendly, is P, unless you've already done that one.