Take the Crow Road
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 girl Sheryl Crow
Everyday is a Winding Road – Sheryl Crow The kind of
song I want to celebrate in this stupid project. An artist you don’t usually
care about suddenly going all mildly off message musically speaking, throwing weird
guitar noises and shit at a song – this is the country-rock Groove is in the
Heart or something, I don’t know, it’s early and insomnia has polluted my
thought processes.
What Do We Do With the World – Bing Crosby. In which
the White Christmas wifebeater gets as close to the counter-culture as he dares,
teaming up with Henry Mancini for a funky contemplation of the future.
Lido Shuffle – Boz Scaggs My mate Simon introduced me
to this pub jukebox classic on an afternoon’s heavy drinking in Treharris. Ideally
you’d be three or four drinks in before sticking this on for the full effect
but it has it’s own charms sober too.
Rock N Roll (Could Never Hip Hop Like That) – Handsome Boy
Modelling School Massive change of direction corner. If it’s got Dan the
Automator involved, I’m always going to take a listen and this slice of big
beat tinged hip hop is a pwoper fakkin anthem innit.
Strictly Business – EPMD. Mentioned before the incongruity
of listening to hip hop in late eighties Ceredigion, but this song brings back
happy memories of pumping this out at farmhouse parties with friends I didn’t
think would slowly disappear from my life.
4th Chamber – Genius/GZA Liquid Swords isn’t
just the best hip hop album of the 90s, it might be the best album of any genre
from that feted decade. And this is such a killer cut. Honestly, do yourself a
favour and listen. Some of the most tongue twisted, mind blowing bars ever to
be spit to vinyl.
Remind Me – High Contrast Bit of local drum and bass
for the Penarth massive.
We Haven’t Turned Around - Gomez Oh God how I loathed
this band. They absolutely reeked to me of the worst kind of gap year fuckwit, one
singer looked a bit like Rik in the Young Ones when he tries to commit an armed
robbery, the other had this ridiculous mild-Robeson baritone thing going on
despite looking like a Lib Dem backbencher. Then I heard this and went oh well,
goes to show you never can tell. Aided by a very of its time apocalyptic video which
was kind of my vibe at the time.
Leave Me Alone – Chappaquiddick Skyline With New
Order having explored their own country instincts at a couple of points in
their lifetime, it was only a matter of time before someone else did it for
them – this is a gorgeous cover of one of their most revered early songs.
Lazy Line Painter Jane – Belle and Sebastian Americans
do not do twee. How could they, with their rampant
no-runts-in-this-litter-whilst-armed-to-the-teeth capitalism? They do schmaltz,
sickly and sentimental. But a nation founded on genocide, slavery and opiods
can’t produce a Belle and Sebastian. And that’s why it always sounds a bit shit
when they try. Anyway, this was the Belles finest hour, every time I hear it I
get Orange Juice, I get the Jam, I get Dylan, I get the works.
Thanks for putting up with this shit – tomorrow we celebrate
the late Ray Manzarek
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