Desert island discs

[Le Quatrième Reich]

I know this thread is a bit kickback (apologies Dex) but I've been working my way through desert island discs recently and I spent today masturbating thinking about what mine would be.

1- Bruce Springsteen - Born To Run. I was brought up listening to a lot of dross from my mother but Springsteen's been the only artist I've listened to consistently through my life. I managed to just about blank Eddi Reader from my memory.

2- Guy Clarke - LA Freeway. This song always makes me think that things just might Move on from the monotonous life I live

3- idlewild - Roseability. Takes me back to simpler times of smoking joints in the bus shelter and your pals having an empty.

4-  John Martyn- May you never. The perfect song

5- The Waterboys - fisherman blues. Great memories of dipping in and out of the folk scene with my ex. I was going to learn the fiddle

6- Ryan Adams - come pick
Me up. I was going to learn the harmonica too

7- Otis Redding - cigarettes and coffee. It's how every Saturday night should end.

My book would be Andrew Craig - At the Loch of the green Corrie but id happily trade it for the entire rumours record. Disappointed to not include Sigur Ros, Paul Simon, Neil Young and Gram Parsons.

^ avoiding my pile of paperwork  

[Le Quatrième Reich]

Can a mod kindly move this to the pub or a bin please

[Walter Sobchak]

Can a mod kindly move this to a bin please

I will try and have a pop later.

[Björn Breaker]

Thought i'd give this a try, my music taste is pretty shite random and the tracks aren't ranked 1-8 it's simply 8 songs and covers a few genres but mainly indie,

1 The Strokes - Hard to Explain.
i'd been going through a rap and hip hop phase when this was released and it swayed me towards guitar bands and reading the NME, great track with random lyrics

2 The Doors - LA Woman.
I've seen a docu on the making of the album, Jim Morrison was ready to move to Paris and become a poet and it was the end for the doors, but not before they made one last album with the title track being an absolute peach of a rock n roll/blues number, Paul Rothschild who'd produced all the previous doors albums left early in the recording as he thought they were going pop... couldn't have been further from the truth

3 The Libertines - Don't look back into the sun.  
I sat and listened to this after my dad died and it always reminds me of him which is weird cause his music taste was terrible it was more of a time and place thing

4 Dead Prez - Hip Hop.
Good beat, heavy bass line and great rapping that has a positive message, the perfect rap/hip hop song

5 Arctic Monkeys - Do Me A Favour.
My favourite arctic monkeys album is Humbug but I really liked this song of it's predecessor.

6 Queens of the Stone Age - go with the flow.
Not a massive QOTSA fan but think this was a great track and the video was class

7 Metallica - Battery.
Was a big fan of Metallica when I was younger and there early stuff(i.e. First 4 albums) are brilliant, anything they recorded afterwards is best avoided with the exception of the odd track here or there.

8 Jimi Hendrix - Hey Joe.
Absolute genius of a guitar player with a great band behind him, the best version of this is on YouTube with him playing this and voodoo chile on the lulu show, I think both the band and lulu are off there chops in the clip, he plays the riff from 'I feel fine' by the Beatles mid song then kicks into 'sunshine of your love' by cream at the end

My Book would be Mr Nice, it's not a high brow choice but I read it before the disappointing film adaptation when I was an apprentice and was working away renovating a lighthousekeepers cottage in Campbelltown for 2 weeks which consisted of working 12 hour days, have dinner, read a chapter, sleep and repeat, I think Howard Marks was a bit of a fantasist but it was an enjoyable read although the film ruined my own mental image of some of the characters

[Vieri]

I tried to give this a go, not necessarily the best songs in the world but ones that meant a lot to me growing up. Not in any order.

1. Mogwai - Tracy.
The first song I heard by one of my favourite bands. It's still the album I listen to on long journeys and must've looped it for times on the way to Australia. Find it so relaxing.

2. Boards of Canada - dayvan cowboy
Probably my favourite song of all time. Embarrassingly enough I first heard it when playing online COD when I was around 14 and a random American asked me about the band when I told him I was Scottish. He then tried to make me join his 'clan' and kicked me out when I didn't attend 'training' sessions.


3. the xx - islands
I got this album in high school on CD, fell in love with it, and this was my favourite track off of it.


4. New order - blue Monday
Just a cracking song. My best mate at uni used to put a pound in the jukey and play this three times.

5. Primal scream - I'm losing more than I ever had
I was going to go with Loaded as seeing Screamadelica at the Barras was one of the best nights of my life, absolutely melted. It always gets a play before a night out. However this song means more to me and reminds me of one of my biggest regrets as a teenager.

6.The smiths - there is a light
Surely everyone loves this track.


7.Radiohead - reckoner
Radiohead were my favourite band throughout high school and In Rainbows was my favourite album. Also found a bizarre video of it, but the remix is unreal. Worth a watch. https://youtu.be/D52ld9TG3II

8.Jesus and Mary chain - head on
Everyone played this before nights out as a teenager. One of the few songs other than Oasis that made the cut.

[Hank Scorpio]

1. Radiohead - Street Spirit (Fade Out): arguably not their best song, although it's an amazing closer to one of my favourite albums, but this is the first time I noticed Radiohead. I think I saw this on the Chart Show (I didn't get Sky until about 2000) and thought the song and video were so good. 

2. Longpigs - On and On: as a 90's indie kid, I listened to a lot of here today, gone tomorrow bands. The Sun is Often Out still stands up really well some 22 years later, and this is the heartfelt highlight. 

3. Biffy Clyro - Justboy: I know it's extremely uncool to like Biffy these days, but they have probably been my favourite band for the last 15 years. I saw them first supporting Sum 41 in 2001,  and despite knowing nothing about them, Justboy and 57 were songs that really stood out. Like with my Radiohead choice earlier, there are better Biffy songs out there, but this one holds more significance.

4. Levellers - Elation: another unfashionable band to enjoy post-millennium (and arguably during their 90s heyday). Elation is a departure from their usual style, but is a fantastic album track, featuring haunting backing vocals from Eddi Reader.

5. Wildhearts - Sky Babies: a band who have always been in my top 5 of all time, so there's no way they aren't going to be on this list. The difficult thing is to choose which song to take on a desert island. Sky Babies is the epic 12 minute closer to Fishing for Luckies, so I'll use this to maximise my time.

6. Iron Maiden - Paschendale: yeah there's no real thread to my favourite bands/songs. I've seen hundreds of bands in the last 17 years, and I'd still say Maiden were the best of the bunch, with a 2003 show in Glasgow being my favourite. This is a great track, but seeing it live was a truly amazing experience.

7. AC/DC - Thunderstruck: my favourite album opener of all time, and another incredible live experience.

[Mozzer]

The very idea that I could share my thoughts on the music that means the most to me here is ludicrous.

Without the need for my contribution here are the responses they would elicit;

"I stopped reading at..."

"You're a tedious cunt."

"Lawsonesque"

"X are a load of shite"

A series of gifs/memes that highlight a high degree of contempt/mockery.

"Don't you have anything better to do with your time?"

"Fuck off

"X Aye? #winning my arse you cunt."

"Well that was x minutes I'll never get back."

Fascist M

[Edson Arantes 2Nascimento]

You missed

"Neggied"

[Björn Breaker]

Fuck sake Moz play the game

[CritchSmile]

The very idea that I could share my thoughts on the music that means the most to me here is ludicrous.

Without the need for my contribution here are the responses they would elicit;

"I stopped reading at..."

"You're a tedious cunt."

"Lawsonesque"

"X are a load of shite"

A series of gifs/memes that highlight a high degree of contempt/mockery.

"Don't you have anything better to do with your time?"

"Fuck off

"X Aye? #winning my arse you cunt."

"Well that was x minutes I'll never get back."

Fascist M

Your music knowledge is soooo good. We just wouldn't be able to comprehend.

[Imaq]

Some of these will be more about memories etc than me particularly liking them as songs.

1. The Internationale - not just a Makween cliché here My dad wasn't big on listening to music, but used to sing this when he'd had a drink. Always reminds me of him. Almost said Fields of Gold by Eva Cassidy as it was played at his funeral, but haven't been able to listen to it since to the point of leaving the room if it comes on the radio.
2. 2pac - Life Goes On - loved Tupac when I was younger, specifically this song as it was played at a schoolfriend's funeral (he died when we were 14, three weeks after my dad).
3. Lowkey - Ahmed. This one's only from last year. Just a great song.
4. Bruce Springsteen - My Hometown. Not sure if it's just seeing the Boss's name further up the thread, but always like this song. Really captures the weird relationship you have with the place you grew up in when you know it's basically a hole.
5. Kery James - Racailles. Not to go all Le Mak, but this is brilliant political French rap. Used it as my walkout music once.
6. Fonky Family - Haute Tension. Pretty much exactly as above.
7. Dr Dre - The Next Episode. This reminds me of being about 13 and thinking I was mental.
8. Immortal Technique - Peruvian Cocaine. Was struggling for an eighth song. This is good.

Book: The Ministry of Utmost Happiness by Arundhati Roy. This could change quite often, but this was the last book I was blown away by. The way Roy writes is amazing - think I'd enjoy reading her shopping list.

[shaun.lawson]

In no particular order, apart from the last one I mention, which will almost certainly remain my favourite song of all time forever and ever and ever:

Hurricane #1 - Step Into My World

The Dandy Warhols - Get Off

Adamski - Killer

Oasis - Don't Look Back In Anger

The Offspring - The Kids Aren't Alright

The Island soundtrack - My Name Is Lincoln

Adele - Set Fire To The Rain

Madonna - Like A Prayer (The Immaculate Collection version)

[Mozzer]

In no particular order, apart from the last one I mention, which will almost certainly remain my favourite song of all time forever and ever and ever:

Hurricane #1 - Step Into My World

The Dandy Warhols - Get Off

Adamski - Killer

Oasis - Don't Look Back In Anger

The Offspring - The Kids Aren't Alright

The Island soundtrack - My Name Is Lincoln

Adele - Set Fire To The Rain

Madonna - Like A Prayer (The Immaculate Collection version)

Age of Consent - New Order

When Ian Curtis died it would have been the easiest thing in the world for the remaining members of Joy Division to recruit another singer and carry on or to simply disband, fade away and maybe, one day, grow fat on past glories.  That, I think, is what most people expected…but they didn't do either of those things, they did something much more spectacular.

They grieved the passing of their friend and then they set about creating something new from the destruction that his suicide had left behind.  Something new…New Order.  A new band and yet the same band.  Stephen, Bernard and Peter joined by Gillian…Bernard took to the mic with a broken, gentle, plaintive, honest voice and it felt and sounded just right.


There are so many things I love about this song…the drums on the intro…the bass (oh Hooky) but most of all it's Bernard singing, chanting, intoning…”I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.  It makes me think about people I've lost…those who have slipped away in time and distance, those who have passed and those who I have hurt, repelled and insulted (a bigger list than I would like it to have be).

The best “pal” (not friend…my dad is my only, my best and my truest friend) I ever had was Chris…he was everything I wasn't; good at sport, popular with the laydeez, artistic, just an all round “cool” chap.  Quite often during our final year at school we wouldn't be in class, we would be in the art department hunched over my fishtail parka with Chris painting a mod target on the back, or heading for the local shop to buy a fudge donut and a pint of milk, or in the common room watching “Vic Reeves Big Night Out” or “Quadrophenia”.  At the weekend we would head into Edinburgh to The Egg…a too cool for school club at the Wee Red Bar.  Suited and booted we had decided that we were Ace Faces and not just two spotty Herberts from Fife.  The truth is that we were just two teenage boys in charity shop suits who none of the really cool kids even noticed…certainly none of the girls.

I loved Chris and then slowly and for reasons I still don't really understand…he was gone.  We lost each other.  Life, work, girls and other stuff just started to press us further and further apart.  He lives somewhere in Austria now.  I found him on Facebook a while ago and we exchanged one or two messages but it was awkward and forced.  He wasn't dead but he was gone.

“I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.

That all sounds terribly maudlin but “Age of Consent” is also the song most likely to put a smile on my face, set my toes a-tapping and maybe, just maybe, see me dancing…not in public obviously, nobody needs to see that.

[Mozzer]

Age of Consent - New Order

When Ian Curtis died it would have been the easiest thing in the world for the remaining members of Joy Division to recruit another singer and carry on or to simply disband, fade away and maybe, one day, grow fat on past glories.  That, I think, is what most people expected…but they didn't do either of those things, they did something much more spectacular.

They grieved the passing of their friend and then they set about creating something new from the destruction that his suicide had left behind.  Something new…New Order.  A new band and yet the same band.  Stephen, Bernard and Peter joined by Gillian…Bernard took to the mic with a broken, gentle, plaintive, honest voice and it felt and sounded just right.


There are so many things I love about this song…the drums on the intro…the bass (oh Hooky) but most of all it's Bernard singing, chanting, intoning…”I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.  It makes me think about people I've lost…those who have slipped away in time and distance, those who have passed and those who I have hurt, repelled and insulted (a bigger list than I would like it to have be).

The best “pal” (not friend…my dad is my only, my best and my truest friend) I ever had was Chris…he was everything I wasn't; good at sport, popular with the laydeez, artistic, just an all round “cool” chap.  Quite often during our final year at school we wouldn't be in class, we would be in the art department hunched over my fishtail parka with Chris painting a mod target on the back, or heading for the local shop to buy a fudge donut and a pint of milk, or in the common room watching “Vic Reeves Big Night Out” or “Quadrophenia”.  At the weekend we would head into Edinburgh to The Egg…a too cool for school club at the Wee Red Bar.  Suited and booted we had decided that we were Ace Faces and not just two spotty Herberts from Fife.  The truth is that we were just two teenage boys in charity shop suits who none of the really cool kids even noticed…certainly none of the girls.

I loved Chris and then slowly and for reasons I still don't really understand…he was gone.  We lost each other.  Life, work, girls and other stuff just started to press us further and further apart.  He lives somewhere in Austria now.  I found him on Facebook a while ago and we exchanged one or two messages but it was awkward and forced.  He wasn't dead but he was gone.

“I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.

That all sounds terribly maudlin but “Age of Consent” is also the song most likely to put a smile on my face, set my toes a-tapping and maybe, just maybe, see me dancing…not in public obviously, nobody needs to see that.

Imagine that 7 more times!

[Karl Urbenoit]

[King WillDred of Orange]

Thought that was pretty decent mozzer looking forward to the next 7

[Mozzer]

Thought that was pretty decent Fascist looking forward to the next 7

Don't be cruel Drederick.

Fascist M

[Grooto Toure]

Nah Mozzer your first post on the thread was dick-ish but that was a decent post, I'm not really a music person, I usually listen to podcasts or audiobooks so it's interesting to read something like that from someone who has more of an emotional investment into songs

[Widespread Gang Violence]

Age of Consent - New Order

When Ian Curtis died it would have been the easiest thing in the world for the remaining members of Joy Division to recruit another singer and carry on or to simply disband, fade away and maybe, one day, grow fat on past glories.  That, I think, is what most people expected…but they didn't do either of those things, they did something much more spectacular.

They grieved the passing of their friend and then they set about creating something new from the destruction that his suicide had left behind.  Something new…New Order.  A new band and yet the same band.  Stephen, Bernard and Peter joined by Gillian…Bernard took to the mic with a broken, gentle, plaintive, honest voice and it felt and sounded just right.


There are so many things I love about this song…the drums on the intro…the bass (oh Hooky) but most of all it's Bernard singing, chanting, intoning…”I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.  It makes me think about people I've lost…those who have slipped away in time and distance, those who have passed and those who I have hurt, repelled and insulted (a bigger list than I would like it to have be).

The best “pal” (not friend…my dad is my only, my best and my truest friend) I ever had was Chris…he was everything I wasn't; good at sport, popular with the laydeez, artistic, just an all round “cool” chap.  Quite often during our final year at school we wouldn't be in class, we would be in the art department hunched over my fishtail parka with Chris painting a mod target on the back, or heading for the local shop to buy a fudge donut and a pint of milk, or in the common room watching “Vic Reeves Big Night Out” or “Quadrophenia”.  At the weekend we would head into Edinburgh to The Egg…a too cool for school club at the Wee Red Bar.  Suited and booted we had decided that we were Ace Faces and not just two spotty Herberts from Fife.  The truth is that we were just two teenage boys in charity shop suits who none of the really cool kids even noticed…certainly none of the girls.

I loved Chris and then slowly and for reasons I still don't really understand…he was gone.  We lost each other.  Life, work, girls and other stuff just started to press us further and further apart.  He lives somewhere in Austria now.  I found him on Facebook a while ago and we exchanged one or two messages but it was awkward and forced.  He wasn't dead but he was gone.

“I've lost you, I've lost you, I've lost you”.

That all sounds terribly maudlin but “Age of Consent” is also the song most likely to put a smile on my face, set my toes a-tapping and maybe, just maybe, see me dancing…not in public obviously, nobody needs to see that.

I just like stuff with decent guitar riffs tbh.

[Mozzer]

For the couple of people who expressed an interest here is the second of my desert island discs;

"Now My Heart is Full" by Morrissey

Oh, it could have been any song, from any album and from any point in His career.

It's a (dial-a…) cliche to pick a track from “Vauxhall and I” because it is the album that everyone hails as his finest…I don't, I think all albums are created equal in the World of Morrissey.  Today, this day, I have chosen this song for reasons that will be (all too) familiar to oh so many of those boxroom rebels, of all ages and all developmental stages, who still cannot escape the hold that He has over us…and, if we are being honest, we wouldn't even if we could.

Morrissey arrives at a particular point in your life, if you are lucky, and he rescues you from the false feeling that you are, somehow, on a planet of so many lives alone.  You have friends that you will hold on to, you have family (you may even be the end of that line) but you still feel so desperately alone.

Grotesque and lonely.

Grotesquely lonely.

Then he arrives, trudging, slowly, over the wet sand of your rainy day in Bognor life and says…you are not alone.

The clouds part.

The rain stops.

The voices in your head quiet.

Saved.

Safe.

Rescued.

Resuscitated.

I was in my first year of university.

My parents had secured me “digs” with Edna and Danny (un)Stables.

I slept, ate, read and dreamt in their attic bedroom.

I bought “Vauxhall and I” from Stereo One and rushed home with it.  There, in that narrow room, all alone and far away from the friends and family who stopped me feeling like there wasn't any real point in anything I needed rescuing all over again.  I placed the slab of black vinyl onto the turntable, lifted the needle and waited for Him to do what he had done so many, many times before…

He did but this time it was even more powerful.

“Tell all of my friends…I don't have too many, just some raincoated lovers puny brothers”

And then a procession of friends from another time and another place…Dallow, Spicer, Pinky and Cubitt.

They beckoned me to rush to danger and I wound up nowhere.

The gang.

The gang.

This barely makes any sense to you now.

It hardly makes any to me…now.

But at the time, oh, it was the only thing that made sense.

I was so alone.

I was so unhappy…I expressed depression.

My heart was empty and then…my heart was full.

I don't have the words to explain, so I won't even try to.

Bless you Morrissey.

“Now My Heart is Full”

Fascist M