So, looking through my word documents, I found a file that simply read “IPOD blog entry.” I knew this must be an old doc. as I hardly ever use an Ipod anymore (I now use my Ipod touch, which I only really listen to whilst jogging) so I clicked to find what it was about.
Y’all are very lucky, because this right here is an unreleased blog entry – that’s right folks! Never on any blog has this seen the light of day. It has just been collecting dust on my hard drive for the past five-six years. As it is about pop culture, I thought you may want to have a peek at it. I’m pretty proud of it, though I have sharpered my writing voice a bit since then.
Let me know what you think!
Ladies and Gentleman, please fasten your seatbelts and let’s go back to the time before Justin Beiber, before the Kardashians. When Bush and little Johnny Howard were still in power, a year before I met the love of my life, and when I was still a book wench at Borders – I give to you – “IPOD blog entry” written in 2006!!!
I’m a sucker for rock n’ roll – I guess you can tell that from my profile, it’s kinda chocked full of rock pictures and all I want to meet is rock legends (besides Elijah… and half the reason I like him is because of his great music taste)
So, when I click into my iTunes icon, I can’t help but going into the music store and checking out what latest celebrity they’ve asked to raid their ‘last played’ list. I’m interested because I’m obsessed with celebrities. And, I’m also interested because I love judging celebrities, especially on the one thing that I judge everyone on – music.
I’m extremely Australian in the way I don’t like Nicole Kidman. She’s not ours anymore. As soon as she got that icy cold skin sprayed canned all over her when she became a ‘Hollywood celebrity’ she became a product of LA. No true Aussie is that cold. If you don’t believe me, look back at her in the classic Ozzie flick “BMX bandits” and then check her out in “Bewitched.” When I clicked on her playlist, I was deeply, deeply satisfied that I didn’t like her. How could I like her with this kind of playlist?
Walking On the Moon 5:00 The Police
Where the Streets Have No Name 5:37 U2
Fade Into You 4:55 Mazzy Star So
Lips Like Sugar 4:52 Echo And The Bunnymen
Trigger Hippie 5:31 Morcheeba
Heaven 4:00 Talking Heads
One Love/People Get Ready 2:56 Bob Marley
18 Wheeler 3:44 P!nk
Pink & Blue 5:04 OutKast
The Wind Cries Mary 3:20 The Jimi Hendrix Experience
The One Thing 3:23 INXS
Lady 4:15 Lenny Kravitz
Heroes 6:10 David Bowie
Hollaback Girl 3:20 Gwen Stefani
Don’t Phunk With My Heart 3:59 Black Eyed Peas
Jesus Walks 3:13 Kanye West
Lean Back 4:07 Terror Squad
Ms. Jackson 4:30 OutKast
I mean, who in their right mind would ADMIT to liking The Black eyes peas? And then to make it worse, she says, “We love Fergie. She is so pretty and dances amazing” !!!!!!! - Everyone who knew the Pea’s before they began getting commercial radio play knows that Fergie raped the crap out of their music and turned them into music for a 13 year olds slumber party.
And talking about 13 year olds… Gwen Stefani’s solo album?! Ok, Hollaback girls is probably the best song on there. I was totally tricked into buying that piece of crap because I only listened to the first two songs on the album and thought, “Wow! These songs are great, and we ARE listening to the coolest chick in music at the moment” – Coolest meaning ‘wears great clothes’ I’m totally about the aesthetic. If an album cover looks good at JB, I’m so tempted to buy it just because there’s three cute boys on the front, wearing tight jeans and Cure T-Shirts and the CD was distributed in the late 70s (Because then of course the boys would be extremely hip because the Cure only started up in 76’)
But I wasn’t really surprised when I read her crappy play list. Then, I clicked on Liv Tylers, and was sitting there with a little grin, knowing that hers would be a shit load better.
Think about Liv Tyler for a second. She’s made some awesome movies – Stealing Beauty (of course!) Empire Records (mainly for it’s cult value) and Jersey girl (watch it! J. Ho is only in it for five minutes, but it’s a really really cute movie. I think Kevin Smith must have been getting some when he made it) Plus, she’s ridiculously good looking (once there was a girl at the bagerly that looked exactly like her, and I was so stunned and nervous around some one that was that pretty that I always had to get someone else to make my bagels up) and has two of the coolest parents any girl could hope for.
I was thinking that her play list would include a lot of ‘hipster’ music from the 90s. Stuff like Tricky, Massive Attack, and maybe even a little bit of early Garbage thrown in. Here’s some of her play list –
Gloria – Patti Smith.
1969 – The Stooges.
Crazy on you – Heart.
Crimson and clover – Joan Jett.
I’ll never stand in your way – Elvis Presley
Try me – James Brown.
Good vibrations – The Beach Boys.
Cracked actor – David Bowie.
Do it again – Marilyn Monroe.
You really got me (live) – The Kinks.
Mambo sun – T.Rex.
Perfect day – Lou Reed.
Cryin’ – Aerosmith.
I never loved a man (the way I love you) – Aretha Franklin
In the flesh – Blondie.
Ok. I was surprised. Out of all the celeb. Play list I’ve read so far, Liv Tyler and I are probably musical soul mates. Her list shouldn’t have surprised me – I mean, she was brought up by two rock gods of the 70s. Her Mum is legendary East coast groupie Bebe Buell and her Dad is Aerosmith lead singer Steve Tyler. She says her Mum used to play her Stooges songs all the time as a kid, and Liv used to sing along.
So, it got me thinking – is musical taste dependent on nurture or nature?
Here is what I was raised on –
The Everly Brothers, Roy Orbinson, The Seekers, Whitney Houston, Barbra Streisand, Bette Midler, John Farnham, Melanie.
Here is what I listen to –
The Stooges, The Runaways, The Beatles, The Stones, Dusty Springfield, The Pixies, Elvis… you get the picture. Mainly 50-70s rock.
My Pa and Ma were born in 1950, and 1952 respectively.
Here’s some quotes my parents have about rock n’ roll –
“Whose he?” (When I mentioned Iggy Pop)
“What’s he doing now?” (When we were listening to Jimi Hendrix.)
“Steve Tyler? Is he an actor?”
“I never liked The Beatles.”
“I never liked The Rolling Stones.”
My Dad would rather spend $30 on a Cold Chisel album then $9 on a Jerry Lee Lewis cd.
So, where the HELL do I get my music taste from!?!?
Ok, time out here. You, if you are still reading this, are probably going over and over in your head “Why the fuck does she care?!” Well, I also have an obsession with psychology and my childhood. So, when you put – psychology, childhood and music into one, I guess you’ll get the answer – “Where the HELL did I get my music taste from!?!?”
I’m racking my brains, but I can’t think of where. All I can remember, is that when I was about six, hearing “Magical mystery tour” for the first time. I don’t know where the album came from. It was probably my Aunty’s or something (I was extremely proud when my Aunty’s girlfriend leaked out to me that my Aunty picked up a guitar when she was a teenager because she dreamed of being Suzi Quatro) But, something clicked in my head – especially when “I am the walrus” came on. I was blown out of my Air Jordans! It was probably the first musical orgasm I ever experienced. (‘Musical orgasm’ isn’t a sexual thing. It’s when you are so numbed by a bit of music that all you can do is just stand there, with your eyes and mouth wide and gag over how amazing the sound coming from the speakers is)
The Beatles started it for me. I became obsessed at about twelve. I brought all their CDs, in chronological order, went to every book store and got my parents to buy every book that looked like it would be a good read on the four boys, had their screen savers and backgrounds on my computer filled with them. Yeah, I had it bad guys.
And at school, the little private school robots would open their metal jaws and say to me “What music do you like?”
And I would of course reply, “The Beatles.” Which they would then scoff and wonder why I was such a geek and didn’t listen to East 17 or some other tragic English/American boy band.
It was funny then that when I got into my late teens, that all my sisters friends (in their late 20s) that were uber hip musicans, fashion designers, etc. all listened to… shock horror! The Beatles! Now, everyone I meet either loathes them or loves them, but no one has ever said to me again, “Gee, why do you like that old music for?”
Actually, that’s a lie. People always ask me why I ONLY listen to ‘old music.’ It’s simple – nothing that’s around today, besides a very selective few bands (and they sound like 50-70s stuff anyway!) really gets to me. There’s too much music from those three decades that I haven’t even listened to yet, that I haven’t even discovered. When I can name all the great bands from the 50-70s, ALL of them, then I’ll start on the 80s, and maybe, one day I’ll make it to the 00’s.
When I was 16, I found The Sex Pistols and it changed my life. How fuckin’ cliché is that? But it’s true so I can’t put it in any other way. The music, again, did something to me that made me want to become a better version of myself. I guess it may have something to do with the fact that these four guys were up there on stage, screaming, gagging, barely able to play their instruments, but they were up there because they had something to say, wanted to be rock stars and were different to most other people living in Britian in the 70s. They weren’t wearing bell bottoms and listening to fucking ABBA (another one of my parents fav. bands – bless their cotton towels!) they were listening to T.Rex, The Dolls and MC5.
I, like The Sex Pistols, had worked out that I wasn’t like the other girls at school. I didn’t want to grow up to be a doctor or a lawyer. I didn’t want to marry a guy from Trinity or Scotch college and live in Kew. I wasn’t listening to the latest Ministry of Sound, shopping on Chapel St. and using Daddy’s credit card. I wanted to be a writer, didn’t care what my boyfriends bank balance was, I wanted to live in Fitzroy and I was listening to The Doors.
So, I did my research – I think it has to do with my private school training that I always seem to do my homework on everything I’m interested in. I read everything I could on punk, got a new wardrobe, new CD collection, and the best out of everything – confidence. Punk made me want to be me.
This is why I love music so much, because it’s given me so much.
Now I think about it, my parents have given me everything but my music taste, and that’s probably the reason why it’s all so puzzling to me.
At least I’ve worked out one thing through all this rambling.
Here’s my play list –
One sided love affair – Elvis Presley.
- Take it or leave it – The Runaways.
- Maps – The Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs.
- Putty (in your hands) – The Detroit cobras.
- Joanna – The Stooges.
- Suffergate city – David Bowie.
- Breakfast in bed – Dusty Springfield.
- I want to be evil – Eartha Kitt.
- Straighten up and fly right – The Andrew Sisters.
- Barracuda – Heart.
- I am the walrus – The Beatles.
- Gimmie Shelter – The Rolling Stones.
- Paranoid – Black Sabbath.
- Rip her to shreds – Blondie.
- Cannonball – The Breeders.
- Cactus – The Pixies.
- Ever fallen in love – The Buzzcocks.
- Janie Jones – The Clash.
- I was a teenage werewolf – The cramps.
- Close to be – The Cure.
- She Bop – Cyndi Lauper.
- Neat Neat Neat – The Damned.
- I love you – The Dandy Warhols.
- All I can do – Dolly Parton.
- Love me two times – The Doors.
- Just a little lovin’ – Dusty Springfield.
- San Berdoo Sunburn – Eagles of death metal.
- Twenty flight rock – Eddie Cochran.
- Pump it up – Elvis Costello.
- Milkcow milk boogie – Elvis Presley.
- Mushrooms – Eminem.
- Wake up little Susie – The Everly Brothers.
- Shake some action – Flaming Groovies.
- Anthrax – Gang of four.
- Dancing with myself – Generation X.
- Skidmarks on my heart – The Go-Gos.
- Love on an eleven year old level – The GTOs.
- Rock n’ roll (could never, ever hip hop like this) – Handsome boys modeling school.
- Night theme – The Stooges.
- Do wot you do – INXS.
- In the city – The Jam.
- Try (just a little bit harder) – Janis Joplin.
- So real – Jeff Buckley.
- Somebody to love – Jefferson airplane.
- Fire – Jimi Hendrix.
- I love rock n’ roll – Joan Jett.
- Bad reputation – Joan Jett.
- I hate myself for loving you – Joan Jett.
- Cocaine blues – Johnny Cash.
- Man in black – Johnny Cash.
- Hurt – Johnny Cash.
- You can’t put your arms around a memory – Johnny Thunders.
- Light my fire – Jose Feliciano.
- Running up that hill – Kate Bush.
- You really got me – The kinks.
- Love gun – Kiss.
- Strutter – Kiss.
- Rock and roll – Led Zeppelin.
- So long, Marianne – Leonard Cohen.
- The girl can’t help it – Little Richard.
- Vicious – Lou Reed.
- Perfect day – Lou Reed.
- My little red book – Love.
- Kick out the jams – MC5.
- Brand new key – Melanie.
- Workin’ day and night – Michael Jackson.
- Work it – Missy Elliott.
- I’m really really hot – Missy Elliott.
- Old world – The Modern Lovers.
- I’m straight – The modern Lovers.
- Lightening girl – Nancy Sinatra.
- Summer wine – Nancy Sinatra.
- Blue Monday – New Order.
- Bizarre love triangle – New Order.
- Trash – New York Dolls.
- Looking for a kiss – New York Dolls.
- Gloria – Patti Smith.
- Ask the angels – Patti Smith.
- Kick it – Peaches and Iggy Pop.
- Fuck the pain away – Peaches.
- School’s rule – Phoenix.
- Gigantic – The Pixies.
- Where is my mind – The Pixies.
- No. 13 baby – The Pixies.
- Good fortune – PJ Harvey.
- Glory box – Portishead.
- All mine – Postishead.
- Darling nikki – Prince.
- Controversy – Prince.
- U got the look – Prince.
- Pretty in pink – Psychedelic furs.
- Public image – Public image limited.
- Feel good hit of the summer – Queens of the stoneage.
- 96 tears – Question mark and the mysterians.
- People of the sun – Rage against the machine.
- How I could just kill a man – Rage against the machine.
- Sheena is a punk rocker – The Ramones.
- Chinese rocks – The Ramones.
- I got a woman – Ray Charles.
- Love comes in spurts – Richard Hell.
- Blank generation – Richard Hell.
- Wild Horses – Rolling Stones.
- Virginia plane – Roxy music.
- It’s tricky – Run DMC
- Cherry bomb – The Runaways.
- Take it or leave it – The Runaways.
- I’m a star – The Runaways.
- Push it – Salt n’ pepa.
- Laura – Scissor Sisters.
- Don’t gimme no lip child – Sex Pistols.
- No feelings – Sex Pistols.
- Give him a great big kiss – The Shangri-Las.
- Sophisticated boom boom – The Shangri-Las.
- Maybe – The Shangri-Las.
- Christine – Siouxsie and the banshees.
- Coz I luv you – Slade.
- Cum on feel the noise – Slade.
- Mama were all crazzee now – Slade.
- I want to take you higher – Sly and the family stone.
- Low place like home – The Sneaker pimps.
- Dirty boots – Sonic Youth.
- The witch – The Sonics.
- I wanna be adored – The stone roses.
- Your pretty face is going to hell – The Stooges.
- TV Eye – The Stooges.
- I wanna be your dog – The Stooges.
- School – Supertramp.
- Dreamer – Supertramp.
- Daytona demon – Suzi Quatro.
- Your mama won’t like me – Suzi Quatro.
- Jeepster – T.Rex.
- Rip off – T. Rex.
- The groover – T. Rex.
- Psycho killer – Talking heads.
- Once in a lifetime – Talking heads.
- Teenage kicks – The Undertones.
- Rock and roll (part 2) – Gary Glitter.
- Do you wanna touch – Gary Glitter.
- Rock and roll – The Velvet underground.
- Who loves the sun – The Velvet underground.
- Add it up – Violet femmes.
- It came from Japan – The von bondies.
- My doorbell – The Whitestripes.
- Fell in love with a girl – The Whitestripes.
- Pictures of lily – The Who.
- The seeker – The Who.
- The once over twice – X.
- We’re desperate – X.
- Oh! Bondage up yours! – X-Ray Spex.
- Talkin’ about you – The Yardbirds.
- Boom, boom. – The Yardbirds.
- Heavy heart – You am I.
Welcome back to 2012 folks, I hope you enjoyed your time travel experience!
Man, I cannot believe I admitted to liking Eminem on this post!!! Actually, that would have to be the work of my then bestfriend Kathryn who would play his stuff non-stop in her car. But hey, I really did like him, I thought he was hot too, and had a poster of him next to my bed (but not in a sexual way, more in a, “I think you’re cool way”) I took that poster down when I was about 20 and replaced it with Keith Richard and his “Who the fuck is Mick Jagger?” tee poster.
I totally forgot hot obsessed I was with checking out celebrity playlists on the Itune store. Great. NOW I’m going to get obsessed all over again! This is where it’s at now. “Heart” has one. Ohboy! I’ve just realised however that they are in the form of podcasts now instead of written lists. How ‘forward’ of them. I’ve just downloaded Jeff Bridge’s playlist, mainly because he is just amazing in “Crazy heart” and the album that goes along with it is one of my favs!
And think it is now time to sign off as I’m rambling.