Elsie Tanner Soundsystems
I was thinking
of building the ultimate playlist with one simple rule. One artist. One song.
Each day will feature a song by an artist whose birthday is that day and then
nine other songs by nine different artists just because people like things to
be in tens.
The playlist
is here - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4exU9MUJMWaouOgnu7zmSl?si=I5fqk7VpQX6aDGec7xvqsQ&pi=e-IfIWXc5GT56R
So, the idea was
that you might want to follow and share and either have the playlist yourself
or do your own or chat about it with me, you could use the hashtag #EHGOGS.
I’m on Twitter X
thing as @fourfoot
Today’s selections
is dedicated to birthday peeps James Murphy.
Someone Great – LCD Soundsystem I didn’t know which
LCD song to pick, I like a few. The self-deprecating but somehow still admirable
Losing My Edge, the frug monster that is Movement. I even really like New York
I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down, seeing as it reminds me of a time I
clung to that song like a drowning man clings to Kate Winslet on a table. And,
having once cruelly dismissed All My Friends as Robbie Williams “Angels” but
for Parkrun wankers, could hardly go there. This is a beautiful song and I
dedicate it’s selection to my pal Orla who loves it more than most things.
Silver Screen (Shower Scene) – Felix Da Housecat. Staying
on the dancefloor, though moving less circumspectly. In the early 2000s I
somehow briefly landed a DJ spot in Cardiff using the moniker Daft Cunt. Anyway,
this was one of the records that got spun a lot there. Shout out to the
survivors. Crazy times etc. Tip for the wise – absinthe depth charges are the
stupidest thing you can do.
Don’t Stop The Rock - Freestyle Clearly I’m in a
dancing about mood this Sunday morning. You will tell me if I turn into one of
those 6 Music listener pricks who have to text Cerys Ann Laverne with “ooh
loving this James track! The kitchen disco is open LOL”.
New New York - Tes Talking of 6 Music, I’m sure they
played this record by accident one afternoon a million years ago. In the middle
of all the usual Britpop/post Britpop shite this fell into my ears and made me
instantly wonder what happened to Andy Gibb.
What Do You Want From Me - Monaco. In which Peter
Hook proved once and for all that he is a walking New Order song and that that
band is nothing without him. How can one band sound so much like the band you’re
on hiatus from?
It’s Not What You Know – New Fast Automatic Daffodils. And
talking of Hooky impressions…The grim winter of 1992-93. I am ekeing out an
existence in the eye of the storm that is my first proper relationship falling
finally and permanently apart. We have a kid so it’s bleak as hell. Sheltering
from each other in separate rooms and this song arrives in the middle of it. It’s
got fuck all to do with relationships, it’s more of a what if you spliced Joy
Division and early Fall kinda vibe and that’s enough for anyone. But everytime
I hear it I’m taken back to those dark days.
You’re Gonna Make Me Love You – Sandi Sheldon. Out of
the darkness. Let there be defiance, determination and love. A stomper, as
those seeking to talk about Northern Soul records, are seemingly compelled to
say.
Where Did You Sleep Last Night - Leadbelly. Back into
the darkness. Like a lot of my generation, it was that Nirvana cover that led
me to seek out the original and it’s well, every bit as haunting, deeply weird
and dark as you’d want that shit to be.
Something – Phyllis Dillon. One of the Beatles finest
moments covered perfectly. I adore this song and though the arrangement is
largely faithful to the original, usually a disadvantage to a cover IMHO, old
Phyllis nails exactly the right air of uncertainty, hope and longing…
The Earth Dies Screaming – UB40 Everyone’s got one
good song. And, to be fair, that even includes UB40 who must rank pretty highly
in the scales of How Soon Did A Great Band Turn To Actual Shite – they’re
barely out of the blocks and have become the karaoke stadium shite that we know
and loathe today. Wealth makes you complacent, I guess.
Thanks for putting up with this shit – tomorrow we celebrate
Cory Wells. Who’s that? Well, you will find out tomorrow….
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