They are the songs on your iPod you never skip, the artist you purposefully listen to Magic or Smooth FM for in the hope they pop up and once in your head they are there for days, and you love it. We all have them and most of the time we would never, ever let anyone know about them, because frankly, they’re just not cool.
I love music, and growing up in a house where your parents constantly played the likes of Led Zeppelin, David Bowie, The Clash and Public Image Ltd, I didn’t really have a choice. In turn, I now have a fervent love of music with the likes of Interpol, The Vaccines, Alt-J and of course, Bowie, rating high on my iTunes playlist.
My family is a big, musical influence on me and not one of us can play an instrument. I have a grandfather who knows Johnny Cash’s entire back catalogue, one uncle with a deep-rooted passion for Ultravox and Depeche Mode, and another who has seen Gary Numan so many times it’s turning into triple digits; that’s why it almost pains me to admit there are just some songs I love and have no explanation for as to why.
I hope I can ask for their forgiveness.
You may be wondering why I am even writing about something so darn cringey, but frankly it’s so you can share your guilty, musical pleasures too and make me feel less of a fool; so please comment the most brilliantly, awful songs you cannot live without.
Limp Bizkit – Break stuff
Pretty much the best song to have a freak out to. I know when writing my dissertation I would hit the dreaded writer’s block and end up in a spiral of thinking I would never achieve anything in life, ever. That I would be left writing the blimming thing until I keeled over with notes about parachute journalism and Syria surrounding my body. But this little number would perk me right up; played loud on my headphones I would zone out for a few minutes and instantly feel better after a few choice swear words. It’s also a cracker to get you through the last five minutes of any exercise; I still use it now in the final sprint back to my flat. The maddening mixture of a thousand symbols and a couple of f-bombs sure puts you in the mood to push yourself and the song has even helped me achieve a personal, running best. Cheers Limp.
Phixx – Hold on me
So these guys are so awful, they were the rejects from One True Voice. Don’t remember them? Well they were the guys that were constructed on Popstars:The Rivals and the male equivalent of Girls Aloud; we all know what happened to the latter. Well, in a fine middle-fingered salute to the judges who passed them over, they formed their own band and oddly enough scored more Top 100 hits than OTV.
‘Hold on me’ is your straight-forward pop song; verse, chorus, verse, chorus, a little instrumental bridge bit then followed by a chorus to fade. It’s dire, but it has the catchiest lyrics and high notes that you should really only attempt when alone, like the car. Give it a listen and see how far you get before de-friending me on Facebook.
Also, the video is just as ridiculous. Writhing, oiled up men who despite trying to look sexy, look nothing less than uncomfortable and cold.
Will Young – All time love
I like to think it was my soul hatred of Gareth Gates combined with my new-found knowledge of the redial button on the house phone that allowed Will to win Pop Idol. I could quite easily listen to a Will Young ‘best of…’ album and I’m pretty sure I have borrowed mums from time to time, but it is this song that just makes me well up every time. The opening chords alone give me goosebumps and by the time he actually starts singing a tear has fallen. It’s just plain beautiful and one of the few songs I refuse to sing along to; I slaughter most with my voice, but on this record, I leave it all to Will.
Just don’t listen to it when you’re a little on the low side, if you’re like me, it will destroy you.
I need to take a moment to just apologise to everyone on the NCTJ Mag course, for nearly every week in our portfolio lessons I would almost certainly sing something from One Direction. My version of ‘Kiss You’ even got quite violent when I couldn’t physically stop doing the ‘na na na’s.’
In general, we all loved a sing-song and being a small group I felt we managed to harmonise quite well, especially when it came to Conor Maynard and Disclosure. But my love for One Direction, unlike most young teens and cougars, it has nothing to do with what the band look like, just their highly addictive pop songs! Yet, as a side note, Liam’s buzz cut due to breaking up with his missus just isn’t a good look. That just about worked for my Secondary School English teacher who did exactly the same thing and that’s because he was already naturally beautiful, his shaved head just made all us girls think he was even more of a romantic.
But I digress, every song, and I mean every song, they release I will sing for days; earlier this evening I gave a beautiful rendition of their Comic Relief single to no one in particular whilst making a curry. Although the kitchen door was open so cats probably listened in.
They are the one band on this list I actually want to see live and do you know how embarrassing that is for me to admit. Then again it beats dying in one of Limp Bizkits ‘walls of death’ or propping up a couple of mums after a few too many white wine spritzers at Will Young.
Just bear with me on this one, I’m sure I’ll be just as much of a sucker for the next big boy band that come along.
Taylor Swift – I knew you were trouble
Totes awkward coming straight after One D, but have you not heard “I knew you were trouble?”
Again, my total adoration came for this song after one very long day of radio editing, where some fellow NCTJ-ers and I ended up refreshing the YouTube page about 19 times.
It’s the definition of a good pop song, like early Britney Spears stuff, where the bridge builds up into a great shouty chorus that is almost troop-rallyingly brilliant.
It’s the only Swift song that I can sit through, most of the time I have a compulsion to just chop her fringe off, and frankly, it’s so overplayed on Radio One that I won’t be hating on it for some time. Just skip the first few minutes of the video, Taylor bangs on about god knows what whilst playing with a Trilby and I have a hatred for talking in songs. I’m looking at you Usher. Yeah man.
…and not so guilty.
I stumbled onto this by accident one YouTube session about two weeks ago and it has stuck ever since. I love a drum roll and choral backing singers so I really was onto a winner with their single, ‘Pompeii.’
So excited for the album release on Monday 4th, it’s unreal.