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Che Grimsdale writes: Now that Simon Cowell's stolen Everybody Hurts, tell us about songs that mean something to you - good, bad, funny or tragic, appropriate or totally inappropriate songs that were playing at key times.

(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:30)
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Suck My Deck
Simply my favourite CD of ALL TIME. I make no apologies if it's not to everyone's taste. This would be number one desert island disk.

(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:36, 2 replies)
Ummm...."The Ultimate Warrior" theme entrance music.
Got me kicked out of a GCSE exam hall. Not really the kind of thing I want to be re-enacting at the top of my voice shouting "DANANANANANANANA DA DA DANANANANANANAN DA DAH!" as I'm about to sit my final exams.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:35, 1 reply)
My dad's cremation.
He went into the flames to the tune of 'Ace of Spades' by Motorhead. Only about four people out of the twenty or so assembled had any idea it was going to happen. I like to think the old boy would have smiled at the reaction of the majority (shock) versus me, my mum, brother and sister (muffled laughter).

My (58 year old) mum is a big fan Rammstein ( visit-x.net/rammstein WARNING NOT SAFE FOR WORK) and was going to go to their concert next week but couldn't get the next day off work so had to give up her ticket.

My girlfriend and I first danced to 'Down with the Sickness' by Disturbed www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQDz2efa1Kg. We hope to dance at the Richard Cheese and the Lounge Against the Machine version (as heard in the Dawn of the Dead remake) if/when we get married.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:33, 5 replies)
Tom T. Hall
"I Hope It Rains At My Funeral":

"The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray
I've met some people that knew me and called me friend
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live over
I'd find different ways to make those mistakes again

So let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybody
Though I guess there's a few that I still couldn't look in the eye
If I've got one wish, I hope it rains at my funeral
For once, I'd like to be the only one dry"

The first time I heard this song was at a pretty low point in my life...just generally bad shit happening. This song helped me commiserate. The original Tom T Hall version is a twangy country ditty; Whiskeytown covered it in a way that should have most people teary eyed by the end of the tune.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:32, 1 reply)
John Carpenter For The Win
I recently "purchased" the soundtrack to Big Trouble In Little China. With clammy, eager hands, I transferred the songs onto my MP3 player. They were a clutch of eighties masterstrokes: rock and roll infused with thumping synth and hammy oriental overtones. The second track in particular, Pork Chop Express, was made for strutting, and that's just what I did.

I left the house and decided to strut. I had no particular destination. I just strutted (strat?). As the song was coming to an end and my daydreams of being Kurt Russell in a Fu Man Chu wifebeater began to fade, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. It turned out to be a company I'd sent my CV to a few weeks earlier. They invited me in for an interview.

In a good mood now, I queued up Pork Chop Express again, strat into town and checked my bank account. There was an extra £150 in there - a rebate from BT. Apparently I'd been paying too much each month for some time.

Things were going well. I decided to get out some cash, have a coffee and then mooch about in town. After some strutting/mooching, I went into a newsagents for a paper. While I was there I bought a scratchcard for the first time in about three years. I won £20.

In the end, I attended that interview, got that job, spent that £20 on some Lego for my son, got some cash out of a notoriously tight-fisted company and imagined I was Jack Burton for a day.

I attribute all of this to John Carpenter and his juicy Pork Chop Express.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:26, 3 replies)
Courtney Love Juice
Only my second post.... So please be nice...

Well, as a 17 year old metaller oik I had been out on the lash with a mate, his girlfriend and her not too attractive friend. After the pub shut we retired to their house and continued boozing, by which point we were all in the realms of Oliver Reed like drunkenness. After a while her behemoth like friend suggested I go back to hers for some sexy time. With my beer goggles bearing the strength of rum fuelled Hubble Telescopes I keenly agreed and couldnt wait to discover the joys of not being a virgin anymore.

We got to her place via a dingy rubbish strewn stairwell and proceeded to kiss and went straight to the bedroom and got naked. However, the soundtrack to our drunken fumbling was Hole's Kurt plagiarising album Live Through This. On repeat. Whether I would live through it or even want to was firly on my mind at the time as we got down to it. 'I'm renowned for my blowjobs' said the jellified shape before me. 'Oh good' Thought I. I guess she was renowned becuase the whole experience was very similar (I'd imagine) to having my nethers gobbled by a toothless labrador. All while the harpy Courtney Love warbled tunelessly in the background. Needless to say I did what I had to do and promptly passed out to wake the following morning to the same album on repeat.

This was fourteen years ago and I've never been able to listen to Hole until last week when I Spotify'd it and reminisced to a time in my life where I was sexually abused by an albino orungutang.

The follwing week, talk of my deeds were the topic of conversation and it transpired that out of the 12 guys around the table 11 had all experienced the very same thing. The one remaining guy sat smug in his difference until the following week when he joined the ranks of our flump shagging Apostles.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:24, 4 replies)
14 years old and stuck in bed with Bronchitis (not a foreign exchange student unfortunately)
so feeling extremely crap and sorry for myself. My mum wanted to cheer me up so I asked her to buy 'Unknown Pleasures' by Joy Division which I played endlessly on an old Radiogram and which obviously cheered me up no end!
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:22, 3 replies)
It's funny
When the same thing pops into everyone's head at once, or their subconcious minds all work in exactly the same way.

I lost my Grandma in December. She was awesome. She died as suddenly as an 87 year old woman can. Her funeral was arranged for just under a week later. Her funeral was to be officiated by the chaplain of the local hospice. She came across as lovely, if a bit easily confused when making arrangements.

I don't think I'd be giving away too much information if I told you my grandma's name was Grace, as that's the name of every other person's grandma. All was going well in the service when the chaplain suddenly changed her name to Alice. Ignoring several mutters and coughs until she was interrupted by someone and corrected.

The service went well otherwise, and we all decamped to a local pub to remember her.

This is where the music comes in. I began to notice that every person that was singing, humming or whistling was doing so with the same song.

"Cos for 25 years I've been living next door to Alice. Alice? Who the fuck is Alice?!"

Grandma would have loved it. Miss you x
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:17, 1 reply)
Dolly Parton, "Jolene"
I always think of this one just before exams, and it always makes me smile and relax. Why? Because of the immortal answer one of my classmates gave on his mock-A2 Music Tech Paper:

Q: Describe why this style of music is known as "Country".
A: Because that woman sounds like a goat.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:16, 2 replies)
Belsen was a Gas.
Just to annoy people.

Not to be played outside a synagogue. probably.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:13, Reply)
Final Fantasy VII "Anxious Heart"
I've been completely obsessed with this one since I was eleven.

-When I was playing the game, I left it paused on the train graveyard for two hours the first time I played it, until my mum threatened to throw the PS1 out of the window.

-It was the first thing I learned to play on the piano.

-It was the first thing I put into a midi sequencer, when I started my music tech A-level.

-I discovered OCR around the age of 14 and have probably listened to the remixes of it on there more than the people who made them.

-It was the first thing I made a remix of. The style of it also influenced the first soundtrack I composed for a film studies student (in the first year of my degree.)

You'd think by now I'd be sick of it, but I'm listening to it now for the millionth time and I still get chills.

It's not funny, and I think I'll get some people telling me off since this isn't a "your favorite song" question, but TBH it shaped my life more than any other one piece of music.

(If anyone else knows and likes the piece I'm talking about, I totally recommend going onto www.ocremix.org and getting the "Heart's Anxiety" remix. It's amazing. :) )
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:11, 15 replies)
Listening to Imogen Heap in the Washington Rain
I suffer from quite crippling bouts of depression. Last year I was having a particularly bad spell, and so I decided to go on an adventure. I travelled coast-to-coast across America. Whilst I was there, I kept a travelogue on my website -http://travelingbooks.net/page1/page1.php

This is an extract from the entry for Washington DC.

I was sat on the steps near the Capitol. This was where Matin Luther King delivered his speech. Somewhat less dramatic, it was where Forrest Gump gave his speech that no-one heard. The rain was drizzling, but it was still very still and warm. In the distance, I could see the Washington Monument shimmering in the reflecting pool. There was practically no-one else around, just a couple of people taking photographs. Otherwise everything was still.

I took out my headphones and started up the new album by Imogen Heap - Ellipse. It may sound strange to say this, but it seemed the perfect moment to listen to it. Imogen Heap is exceptionally connected with her fans. She has basically shared every experience in creating the new album via blogs, Youtube and Twitter. She stages impromptu concerts online, just jamming and singing on the piano. I have 29 followers on Twitter, Imogen Heap is one of them.

I started planning this trip a long time ago and it has seemed as that as I have planned this trip, Imogen has created her album. The album itself was even released on the first day that I left Guernsey.

I’d waited for a time to listen to the album, to not be doing anything else as I was doing so. Sitting down listing to the end results of someone’s labour, whilst I was enjoying my own seemed the perfect moment. So, I sat in the rain and listened to this album looking out on a place that has so much history connected to it. To anyone reading this, it may sound strange, but it was a perfect moment, and I don’t have too many of those in my recollection.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:10, Reply)
Off the top of my head...

Guns and Roses "Sweet Child O Mine" - singing along at restaurant table with 15 others in tour group in Sucre, Boliva- two people started, then rest of table, then rest of restaurant... twas like a movie moment it twas! Ruined only at the end when a guy in our group got too excited and spewed bright red wine vomvom over girl next to him.

I love when songs come on my ipod and make me grin like a fool at the memories they evoke :-)

Any songs from Kitsune comp 7 really takes me back to when I was first with my ex and fun times.

itunes on shuffle during sexiness can be dodge.. i.e Tenacious D "F*ck her Gently" and Simon and Garfunkel "Sound of Silence" at beginning of relationship when it's kind of shy and awkward wasn't amazingly fun...
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:09, 1 reply)
Inappropriate Music X 2
Several years ago, when I first moved to South Korea, I spent a lot of time online. It's how I met my then girlfriend, and how I found a ton of music to download. I managed to get my hands on some very rare Korean punk music, for one. Out of morbid curiosity, I even found a hate website from the US with a ton of surprisingly entertaining white power mp3s. Don't get me wrong--it's all crap with an incredibly evil message, but I was amused by some of the covers they did of popular songs.

Examples include:
-CCR's "Bad Moon Rising" to "Race War Rising"
-"99 Luftballons" to "99 Judenschveine"
-"Hey Jude" to well, should be obvious

Yeah, terrible music. One night through MSN I shared it with my--yes, Korean--girlfriend. She agreed it was hideous but in an entertaining way. A while later, she was over at my place and we were making out on the bed listening to music from my computer. Guess what came on.

She loved it. I guess it was the thrill of being with a white guy and listening to a song about how great the white race is. But I couldn't handle it. I mean it's hard enough to listen to already, but when you're miscegenating...that's even worse.

So I flicked it over to the nearest safe music--the Korean stuff. Problem solved. Then she burst into laughter. The lyrics to the song I'd chosen translated to "Motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker--kick him in the crotck" repeated over and over.

Wow, no wonder it didn't work out with her.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:07, Reply)
I put all the songs that mean anything to me on a mix tape.
The less said about that, the better.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 14:00, Reply)
Just to skew it slightly...
I want 'Twist & Shout' played at my funeral, very loud but hopefully not too soon...preferably the version by The Who, but I'd settle with The Beatles -I wouldn't have much say by then anyway!
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:56, 2 replies)
And on a slightly less serious note
I've had Cuntry Boner by Puscifer (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zc88O04XCV8) stuck in my head for about a month now, making life both hilarious and annoying, as I can't stop hearing about Maynard James Keenan singing about how he fucked Elvis Presley in the bathroom where he died.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:56, Reply)
Having just landed at San Francisco International Airport
I picked up my rental car and after steeling myself for my first ever time driving an automatic and my first time driving on the wrong side of the road I setup my iPod on random running through the stereo system and gingerly left the airport.

As I navigated the twisty exit roads gaining confidence and beginning to enjoy the early spring sunshine I relaxed a little before finally pulling onto the 101 Pacific Coast Highway southbound.

That's when it happened, just as I entered the traffic flow the iPod randomly began playing California by Phantom Planet so this led to me cruising down the highway singing along far too loudly:
We've been on the run
Driving in the sun
Looking out for number one
California here we come
Right back where we started from

Hustlers grab your guns
Your shadow weighs a ton
Driving down the 101
California here we come
Right back where we started from...

The combo of an upbeat song partly about the road I was driving down and the lovely weather compared to home was a perfect start to a lovely trip.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:55, 2 replies)
Foo Fighters
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:48, 1 reply)
I'm glad my life doesn't actually have a soundtrack,
I'd get sick of listening to Radiohead.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:48, Reply)
Nine Inch Nails - Hurt and Filter's I'm Not The Only One
Both were played back to back almost constantly during my self destructive period at the end of January/throughout February 2008 (see also, the gambling entry on my profile). These two songs now always remind me of this time, and always remind me to be careful with what I've got left.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:47, 3 replies)
Memo to self:
When trying to limit the pain and carnage to the other person when you finally realise you can't take it any more and you walk out of your marriage, it's probably best not to accidentally leave Billy Franks "Sex, Laughter and Meditation" on your soon-to-be-ex-wife's car CD player, just at the start of "The sacred art of leaving"

it really doesn't go down well. I promise it was a complete accident. Unless it was subconscious.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:45, Reply)
My virginity
was lost to Avril Lavigne and Aqua - his choice of song, not mine - the relationship didn't last much longer after that!
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:45, 5 replies)
All Apologies by Nirvana
First met my ex in a grubby cellar bar that used to play a load of grunge. Got absolutely pooh faced tripped over her faux fur coat and knocked her flying, she wasn't best pleased until I offered her an apoology in the form of a kiss, song all apologies was playing on the free juke box at the time.... All Apologies for length !
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:44, Reply)
5th? 6th anyway.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:42, Reply)
The Eels
Elizabeth on the Bathroom Floor and P.S. You Rock My World. When my whole life turned to shit and I was seriously contemplating suicide The Electro-Shock Blues album really kept me going and those two songs made me think two things. 1. Someone else always has it worse and 2. It gets better.

The Album really is amazing.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:42, 4 replies)
story to follow....
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:41, Reply)
I had a BRILLIANT entry worked out for the slapstick QOTW
and the competition was still open when I began typing it!

(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:35, 3 replies)
Badly played on the piano. With one hand. Blindfolded.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:32, Reply)
Rock the Casbah
I used to live in the Florida Keys, and because you can't enjoy perfect weather too much, I drove a convertible. Now, because of the geography of the Keys, there's only one highway, and everything's pretty much on top of the highway -- there's not much room for anything else.

This includes airports -- and a military airfield. One day, as I'm driving down the highway with the top down, and the radio blaring, Rock the Casbah comes over the air and into my ears. I turn it up, since it's an awesome song. I'm nearing the airfield when there's an enormous series of roars as fighter jets begin practicing touch-and-go landings.

Because the highway's only a few hundred yards from the airfield, they're coming in only a few hundred feet above the highway, and the roar matches perfectly with the song, the weather, and the mood I was in. It's probably the most perfect matching of music to moment that I've ever experienced in my life.

And it's one I'll never have again. That car was drowned by a hurricane, and I've since moved to Alaska.
(, Thu 28 Jan 2010, 13:31, 5 replies)

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