I love writing about my favourite music.
So when KateTakes5 challenged bloggers to answer the questions below for Listography, I couldn’t resist.
Although it’s taken much thought and agonising to choose just six. I could answer each with at least six or seven songs.
But then you lot might get bored reading “42 songs of me”!
And as a double whammy, this fits with Soundtrack To My Life over at Typecast – a linky I’ve been meaning to join in with for some time.
So if you find my choices a tad cheesy (I’m not under any illusions. My musical tastes can stink the place up like Camembert!) then hop over to see what other bloggers have selected.
Got a peg on your nose? Then I’ll begin…
1. What was the first song you ever bought?
The first I can remember is Our House by Madness.
I was 10 and had just got a record player in my bedroom, meaning I could jump around, singing into my hairbrush, driving my mum crazy as I nearly caused the plaster to fall off the ceiling in the living room.
2. What song always gets you dancing?
Erasure, Abba, or pretty much anything cheesy as feck!
But ultimately I’m going to choose something Mr G and I had on our playlist to dance to at our wedding reception.
Enola Gay by OMD.
3. What song takes you back to your childhood?
You’re a pink toothbrush, I’m a blue toothbrush by Max Bygraves.
I had it on 45in single (that’s vinyl to all you youngsters who can’t remember life before the CD).
It was a story and a song and reminds me of being a tiny tot listening to this with my Grandad. It first came out in the 1950s, but I think it must have had a re-release in the seventies.
4. What is your perfect love song
I’m stuck in the eighties, so Waiting For a Star to Fall by Boy Meets Girl.
Hardly a classic – but I’m not into ballads. This is a song you could dance to that’s still got plenty of the mushy stuff. And I just love it.
5. What song would you want at your funeral?
Days by Kirsty MacColl.
It’s such a sweet song – not too sad or morbid – conveying the message that you’re grateful for the time you’ve had.
6. Time for the encore. One last song that makes you you.
Oh bloody hell. What to choose?
In The End by Linkin Park sums up how I feel about myself at this stage of my life.
“I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it doesn’t even matter.
“I had to fall, to lose it all, but in the end it doesn’t even matter.”
Not in a negative way, but just to say that kids put things in perspective, and going through PND stripped away who I thought I was and made me face up to a lot of things in my life.
Pretty deep eh?