Good Morning Bright Eyes

 

Welcome to the latest instalment of the badly titled Everyone Has Got one Good Song blog thing. Day 43.

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 dude Conor Oberst.

First Day of My Life – Bright Eyes We’ve already featured Mr O on Day 1 courtesy of his other project Desperaiedos but this is the song he’s probably best known for. Yeah it’s all very 2004 Garden State like movie post 9-11 pre-social media fucking landscapey and I’m hungover so I don’t know what I mean by that .

Country – Good Morning. Somewhere between Parquet Courts and early Grandaddy this song and if that doesn’t get you going, fuck knows what will. I dedicate this particular selection to my friend Menna who I think about each time I hear this song. Not that either of us are drug addicts.

When Love Breaks Down – Prefab Sprout Another artist I keep meaning to explore the back catalogue, reliably informed as I am that Paddy McAloon is a genius of the highest order. Anyway, I’m reminded of hearing this song for the first time on the radio at a friend’s house after I crashed my bike in the rain about 3 miles from home.

The Snake – Al Wilson Northern Soul standard. I would love Jarvis Cocker to cover it.

Me and Mr Hohner – Bobby Darin. If songs had grandads, this would be the granddad of Loser by Beck.

The Only Living Boy in New Cross – Carter USM Never really got into Carter. Which is odd because I like guitars, drum machines, South London. Maybe it was the hair. I don’t know. I was heavily into The Fall in a very dangerous way at the time. Either way, just like the Simon and Garfunkel song they named it for, this is poignant and anthemic in all the right ways.

Love Will Tear Us Apart – Capitol 1212 and Earl 16. Songs you should cover corner. If you can breathe fresh life into what quite literally was a flogged corpse of a song (thank you Hooky et al for turning Factory/JD/NO into a never ending Marvel like universe of constant product bullshit) then go for it – Ian Curtis loved reggae apparently and this is something to behold.

Voodoo Ray – A Guy Called Gerald Even now, hearing this song near a dancefloor would be particularly bad news for my ancient knees.

John the Revelator – Son House This is timeless. Do not listen to the Depeche Mode cover.

Concrete Schoolyard – Jurassic 5 This is for Jenny from 1998, wherever you may be. I put it on a compilation tape for her in a love letter. I have a strange idea of courtship clearly. Anyway, one thing or another, fate prevented me from ever giving her the tape and I don’t know what happened to it. She ended up in Denmark.

Thanks for putting up with this shit – tomorrow we celebrate birthday boy Ice-T.

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