Mama Told Me Not to Scrub
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 Cory Wells of Three Dog Night.
Mama Told Me Not to Come – Three Dog Night There are
some songs which to me don’t fit any genre better than Songs That Are Great To
Have On In The Background When You’re 19, Playing Pool in a Pub With Friends.
And this is one of those. Randy Newman wrote it and someone should do a Toy
Story compilation of all the times Woody needs rescuing to this. And you can forget that Stereophonics and Tom Jones cover too. Fuck off with that shite.
Don’t Let’s Start – They Might Be Giants. Could have
gone for the big hit, didn’t. Fine a tune as Birdhouse in Your Soul is, it’s a
little weedy and I’m not in the mood for that today. I remember seeing this on
The Chart Show (one of the best pop shows ever, RIP) and going well that’s
something I need to hear more of. God bless your Indie Week top 10 editions,
rare as they were, we not so cool kids needed them in the eighties.
Five Foot One – Iggy Pop Look, you already know The
Passenger. That’s his best tune. No doubt about it. You only like Lust for Life
because of Trainspotting, admit it. The Passenger has fucking amazing
handclaps, as so many great songs do, it has Bowie knowing exactly when to intervene
on the backing vocals and it rocks and rolls as well as anything ever has. But
I always had a soft spot for this with it’s Swedish magazine references and
sinister sax.
The Waiting Room - Fugazi Because you can’t just go
straight into a slowie after that. You need to go a little straight edge first.
The Election pt 1 – Andy Fairley. On-U sound team up with
political poet to make timeless nightmarish record. Should be on the syllabus
at schools.
St Petersburg – Brazilian Girls AND Panique by Juniore.
I’m a fucking sucker for exotic, disdainful sounding female
vocals over post-punk tinged dance stuff.
Some Written - Metronomy See this is what I want
Steely Dan to sound like. But they’re too arch. At least this lot sound vaguely
involved emotionally. I need that in my pop music. And this has an epic
breakdown.
Chain Reaction – Diana Ross. A final blast of pop
greatness from a Supreme turned diva. The Bee Gees write this? I think so and I
can’t be arsed to check.
No Scrubs - TLC. Come on, this is fucking
magnificent. Even as a member of the scrubs community myself, you have to
applaud the honesty on show. And what a tune.
Thanks for putting up with this shit – tomorrow we celebrate
Bob Marley….
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