Friday 8 November 2013

the answers you seek will never be found at home...

Earworms of the Week

Reason is Treason" – Kasabian

You know you're in trouble when you wake up on a Tuesday morning somehow convinced that it's Thursday.  I knew it was wrong, but by then it's too late and your body clock is just slightly out.  It's felt like a long week.  Having Kasabian in my head hasn't helped a great deal, to be honest (although there's worse to come yet).  They're actually quite an accomplished band, but I find it really hard to get over my dislike of the fact that
a) they move like swaggering gibbons
b) they attract a beer-chucking, Oasis type crowd.
They've got some songs though, and always have, right from their very first album.  Mind you, I think they've had an album or two out since I last bought one.  Worth a listen, anyone?

Zombie Jamboree” – Harry Belafonte

Something of a perpetual earworm, to be honest.... but at least it's seasonally appropriate at the moment, eh?  We had my niece here over Halloween with her dad, and she was so excited by the whole idea of Trick or Treating.  She spent a happy time collecting sweets, and then she got at least as much enjoyment from handing them out when she opened our door to other trick or treaters.  In fact, she enjoyed it so much that she actually got a bit upset when we ran out of treats and made a move to bring the pumpkins back in.  To keep the thrill going, she was more than happy to hand out her own sweets just to get a few extra callers coming to the door.  This wasn't at all a thing when I was growing up, but it's hard to be too grumpy about this creeping Americanisation when it can be this cute, eh?

That’s Amore” – Dean Martin

It's a long and very un-funny work social media #hashtag related thing.  I won't bore you with it.  Enjoy Deano instead.

Boris the Spider” – The Who

My cat loves spiders.  She loves to chase them and eat them.  She doesn't love to eat them, though, as they clearly taste revolting.  That doesn't stop her, obviously.  Unfortunately for the little Scottish-accented arachnids who are fleeing the onset of winter at the moment.

Pale Blue Eyes” / “Sweet Jane” – The Velvet Underground

Do I need to elaborate?  They're an all-time top 5 band for me.... there's not a week goes by when I don't think back to the 19 year old me's decision to watch Suede at Glastonbury 1993 instead of a reformed Velvet Underground.  I didn't even stop to watch as I walked past the Pyramid Stage on the way back to my tent and the band were playing "Venus In Furs".  I don't regret much, but I do regret that (even if I've not seen Suede since either.... but, y'know....NONE OF THEM ARE DEAD!).

If I Could Turn Back Time” - Cher

Someone told me the other day that Cher was looking really good for her age.  Then I saw her on the Graham Norton Show.  Er.  No?  She looks like she's had a lot of really bad plastic surgery that hasn't aged well at all.  She has been forced to learn to smile by curling her lips over her teeth because the rest of her face is so immobile.  Still, potent earworms in her catalogue, that's for sure.  Enjoy her astride a cannon....

A Spaceman Came Travelling” – Chris de Burgh

They've switched the PA in reception at work to Christmas tunes.  AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!  DAMNAGGIT!

Two Can Play That Game” – Bobby Brown
Bump n’ Grind” – R Kelly

I know.  Trust me, I know.  We're only a small step away from a full-on Mark Morrison "Return of the Mack" incident.

Somewhere Only We Know” - Lily Allen

Lily Allen covering Keane for a horrifically sentimental Xmas advert featuring a hibernating bear being rudely awakened from his slumbers by a selfish hare.  Does it get any better than this?  To be fair, I've always liked this song.  I don't especially like this version (although I actually don't mind Lily Allen either), but the saccharine manipulation of the advert puts me right off).

"Smalltown Boy" - Bronski Beat

Speaking of Xmas adverts, can anyone tell me why the Boots ad featuring a sulky teenager delivering presents is soundtracked by an 80s classic by Bronski Beat about a gay teenager running away from home?  No?  Well, at least it's a classic song and not one of the usual Xmas cliches.....  And presumably you already saw the clip of the busker doing this song and being joined by a passing Jimmy Somerville out walking his dog?  No.  Well, here it is.

You're welcome.

Have a good weekend, y'all.

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