lucdarling asked: 1. 2. 3. (so happy you could burst) 4. 5. [jazz] 6. 7.
1. One of the first songs I really loved: The Who, “Substitute”
I think I knew The Who before I even knew what music was, and I have a vague recollection of hearing this song and just going mad over it. This is before I knew about punk and post-punk, when “rock” music was anarchy to my young mind, I was maybe four or five years old and absolutely bloody clueless, but at least I liked The Who.
2. A song that showed me the the world outside the Top 40: The Stunt Kites, “Beautiful People”
This one is kind of unfair, because I didn’t know there was a Top 40 until I was much older than most people; that sort of thing didn’t really permeate the public consciousness in most places I lived, so the first place I was exposed to charts was England when I was already about nine. But here’s a song that never charted, from an EP that never charted, from a band that never charted and won’t ever play together again.
3. A song that makes me so happy I could burst: The Clash, “Train In Vain”
Ah, there are too many of these, but you know what? I don’t believe there has ever been a happier person anywhere in the world than Mick Jones, nor one better at making other people happy, and The Clash make me happy and Mick makes me happy and this song makes me happy in spite of its subject material (and the fact that Joe Strummer never liked it), so there.
4. A song that makes me proud of my past: Pulp, “Common People”
It’s a weird choice. I know that. But Pulp are from Sheffield and I’m damned proud of being a northerner, and hey, let’s face it, I’m always going to be living on the roaches-and-supermarkets level, so why not own that? Why not be as happy to have that as to have anything else? My granddad was a miner, yeah, my grandmum worked in a munitions factory, and that’s good, yeah? It’s good.
5. A song that makes me love jazz: Billy Cobham, “Stratus”
You know, I really wanted to put some cool jazz fusion in here, like, say, Stephen Franke and Noises from the Toolshed; they did this great, obscure album called “Songs For a Platinum Blonde Diner Waitress.” I couldn’t find links to any of the songs, though, so here’s something else awesome and equally jazz-fusion-y instead.
6. A record I could listen to again and again: The Jam, Setting Sons
This is my favourite album by The Jam. It’s cool because Bruce Foxton gets a writing credit (which he really ought to have on most of their songs; The Jam used to generate songs sort of organically as a group, but they always credited whoever seeded the idea, and that was almost always Paul), it’s cool because "The Eton Rifles" is a fucking fantastic song, it’s cool because Giles bought me an original pressing for my birthday and I have to fix the bloody turntable now because I need to listen to it.
7. A track to rely on when I’m introducing someone to a favourite band: Madness, “House of Fun”
Everyone knows "Our House," even if they don’t realize they know it until they hear it. Not enough people know this track, though, and it’s great fun. I think this might’ve been the first Madness song I ever heard; it’s definitely the first one where I was aware of what I was listening to. I’d just been into my local record shop and come away with the band’s singles compilation album, but I didn’t listen to it in order, went straight to this track, still remember it today.