TDOM: Day 14 - A song that no one would expect you to love

So 30 days of music, apart from a few days off last week, is going pretty good! Here's a re-cap:

day 01 – your favorite song
day 02 – your least favorite song
day 03 – a song that makes you happy
day 04 – a song that makes you sad
day 05 – a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 – a song that reminds of you of somewhere
day 07 – a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 – a song that you know all the words to
day 09 – a song that you can dance to
day 10 – a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 – a song from your favorite band
day 12 – a song from a band you hate
day 13 – a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 – a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 – a song that describes you
day 16 – a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 – a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 – a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 – a song from your favorite album
day 20 – a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 – a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 – a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 – a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 – a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 – a song that makes you laugh
day 26 – a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 – a song that you wish you could play
day 28 – a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 – a song from your childhood
day 30 – your favorite song at this time last year

So a song that no one would expect you to love. Not sure where to go with this. I go through phases of liking certain pop hits which would be at odds with my vehement and indeed militant indie ideals. I'm joking of course, just have a preference for stuff that ain't too sugarcoated. This however is the most sugarcoated, the most saccharin, and possibly, some would argue the most evil. For Mylie Cyrus is indeed the anti-christ herself, daughter of the dark lord of bad pony-tails and even worse country music. But sometimes you gotta throw taste clean out the window and jump about like a three year old who's just climbed out of a vat of Cola.

I mentioned that I liked this on facebook a while back and still get abuse over it. Fuck it, it's a party in the U.S.A.

TDOM: Day 3 - A Song That Makes You Happy

30 Days Of Music. Day 3. A song that makes you happy.

Here's a song that makes me happy, thanks to whatever radio DJ played this on the radio years ago. Probably Tony Fenton. Thanks Tony.

They Might Be Giants - Birdhouse In Your Soul Alt

Ah it's great!

TDOM: Day 2

Day 2 of 30 Days Of Music:

Your least favourite song.

I recently finished two years of working in a commercial top 30 radio station. "Super Hot" songs were played every 90 minutes. This was probably the worst of the worst. Tacky production, super emotive vocals over the stupidest lyrics I've ever heard.

I like Beyonce, just think it's a shit song. Of course there are worse songs. Dance versions of Irish trad songs. Rebel songs. Redneck country music. Buskers playing Wish You Were Here. The sweaty student jump around to Killing In The Name every Wednesday. The Eagles. Knacker trance, hardcore dance. I could go on, but for the magnitude of popularity this song has it takes the being my least favourite song. I think. Ask me again next week and I'll be crabbing about something else.

Actually no, it'll probably still be grinding my gears. Lady Gaga, what a douche.

Lady Gaga & Beyonce - Telephone

TDOM: Day 1 - My Favourite Song

Day 1.

My favourite song.

Fucking hell. My favourite song? Out of the hundreds of thousands of songs I've ever loved? Out of every good memory associated with all of the music I've consumed, danced to, felt a connection with for whatever reason?

I suppose this song. I don't know why though.

Maybe it's cos it sounds nothing like what I'd usually listen to, so I don't associate it with anything else. It just sits on it's own. Or maybe it's a deep seeded nationalism. Maybe I associate with going on the piss. Maybe this indie shite isn't for me. Should I up on out of here, pop on me tweed cap and jig on down to Tigh Coili for a scatter of pints of stout and a good oul ceili in the corner. Dunno. Funnily enough I was sitting outside Tigh Coili (Galway trad pub) one afternoon and I heard this almighty sound: kkkkkkkkksssssssssssssrrrrrrrrssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh ...the sound of a drunk laughing through few remaining teeth. And sure wasn't it only himself Shane McGowan out for a few scoops. Wow I'm rambling. For the moment this is my favourite song. For no other reason that I can fathom other than it makes me happy every time I hear it.

The Pogues - If I Should Fall From Grace With God Alt

I had the fortune of seeing The Pogues just before Christmas. It's funny that Bob Dylan, who's healthy and sober can use being old as an excuse for shitty performances but McGowan who's been permanently drunk since he was 11 still performs 2 and a half hour shows, two encores and his voice still solid. His crowd banter is still completely incomprehensible but at least he talks to the crowd. Kkkkkkkkrrrrrrrrrrrrrssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh