Sunday, August 31, 2008

The Music Meme Part 3

The Ex bf and I. Yes, he always looked that sour.

Sorry that this took so long to finish, I had a really hard time with some of the years, but I hope you enjoy my list.

We have now moved on to the 90's. I listened to a wide variety of music. I discovered new things, and I was always on the lookout for fun things to sing. I had moved on from the ex, and fell in love over and over again. I worked at Disneyland, I commuted, I moved out on my own for the first time. I also became a slave to Rolling Stone magazine. Everything I read in there was gospel. I learned to flip through every one of my 18 channels on my car stereo and I could name the lead singer of the band in 2-3 notes. It was crazy. If only I could remember all that knowledge, and Rolling Stone was still a good magazine.

1991 (18-19): Again, my music horizons widened, thanks in part to aforementioned magazine and the excellent playlists of Southern California radio stations. This year, I met my current best friend and fell in love... Yeah, that didn't work out, but our song was Everything I Do (I do it for you) – Bryan Adams. This is also the year I became old enough to start clubbing. C+C Music Factory (Gonna Make you Sweat, Things That Make You go Hmmm) figured largely into that (and our workouts). More Than Words (Extreme) was romantic and really fun to sing to, if you knew someone with a guitar. Wicked Game (Chris Isaak) and Silent Lucidity (Queensryche) made us cry. OPP (Naughty by Nature) made us laugh. There was a lot of fun music that year. Again, I was the girl with all the singles and mixed tapes that everyone loved to drive around with, and drive we did. That year, we hit every tourist attraction we could think of in So Cal. It was great. The only album I probably bought was Out of Time by REM. I bought it because I liked Shiny Happy People. For the next few years I really got into this band. My favorite off this album was Texarkana. I got really tired of Losing my Religion, just because it was played what seemed like every 5 minutes on the radio. And of course, I loved Kate Pierson on Shiny Happy People. That was a good song to smile to.

1992 (19-20): This was my year to start the partying. The obvious choice of album here, would be Nevermind, by Nirvana. And as much I loved the grunge sound, and the clothes, I would be remiss if I didn't actually put down the album that I listened to the most (Nevermind gets more play now, but not then, it was all about the party). I flitted from group to group and each group had their own sound. The dancing group listened to Prince and the NPG (Diamonds and Pearls, Cream). The hard party boys listened to Steve Miller (my first concert, in the summer of '92) and mega alternative (ie. Grunge). The regular party crowd from work listened to... well, everything else. Every night, there were no less than 30 people at my friend's house while his parents were out of town for an entire summer. We listened to Boyz II Men (End of the Road, It's so Hard to Say Goodbye), Red Hot Chili Peppers (everything on BloodSugarSexMagic), Right Said Fred (I'm Too Sexy), Elton John (The One)... the list just goes on and on. But, of all these, the most fun album of all for me was Ugly Kid Joe, America's Least Wanted. Everything About You is hysterical. Madman, I can just imagine that happening (a madman is loose in Disneyland). Cat's in the Cradle was really really well done. It didn't hurt that Whitfield Crane was hot, we loved to watch the video and drool over him.

1993 (20-21): I started a music journal this year. It was lyrics to every song that meant something to me. There were so many, I filled a few notebooks. I started working at Disneyland, and moved out with one of my friends in the hard party boy group. I burned my bridges with the other groups, so there was no turning back. This guy that I moved in with introduced me to so much music – before I would even hear it on the radio. I will always thank him for that. I started being able to pick the next single off of some of these albums long before they came on the radio or were released. Dr. Dre – The Chronic really stands out to me. And so does Nine Inch Nails Petty Hate Machine (even though it's much older). Soul Asylum, Grave Dancers Union... I loved that CD. Duran Duran with (The Wedding Album), and who could forget Snow (Informer)? For this year, even though it didn't come out in '93, I'd have to go with The Infectious Grooves – The Plague that Makes Your Booty Move. We quoted from the skits on this (and still do), I love to try and sing along to most of it. It's just a fantastic album. My favorite was I'm Gonna be my King. And then, Therapy with Ozzy. It was a fun CD to party to, And the music was incredible. Great bass.

1994 (21-22): Back at home. My time away was very short lived. I ran up tons of debt and ended up getting my job back at Target and staying away from the party crowd. I was working from 8 am to 1:30 am. Had to pay my bills somehow. It was this year that I started dating my second boyfriend and dealt with all the crap he wanted to give me. I was mildly interested in the harder rock/alternative music at the time, preferring to drive around with my music blaring loud out of my car and singing at the top of my lungs. And so much made sense to me. The issues with my money, the apartment and how it all went down plagued me. Songs like Dirt from Alice in Chains and Self Esteem by The Offspring really spoke to me and I drowned myself in them. The other music I listened to became so obsolete that I don't even remember who they were (one hit wonders). A Virgin Megastore opened close by me, so a couple of my friends and I went there to check it out. I bought the CD God Shuffled His Feet by Crash Test Dummies. The next morning, I was making coffee and my dad came down the stairs. Usually he really wasn't much into the music I listened to, but this morning, he asked me if I had ever heard of a band called Crash Test Dummies. I started laughing and told him I bought the CD the night before. He asked to borrow it. I really still love that CD, not just because of the cool memory of my dad, but because I love that guy's voice (that BASS!!!), and the lyrics are incredible. My very favorite was I Think I'll Disappear Now. It told a story that sounded like a bad breakup, and directly seemed to mirror what I had just gone through with the apartment and the people involved. It's a different album from what I normally listened to that year. More optimistic, folksy and feel good-ish. And it was really fun to try and hit those low notes (I never did succeed).

1995 (22-23): I moved out again. I listened to a lot of Heavy Metal, and alternative, stuff that my boyfriend called “death die rot.” He liked classic rock mostly, so I was only able to listen to the stuff that I really wanted to listen to on my own time. But while I did like the classics, I wasn't in the mindset at the time. We were still learning each other, and I learned that he loved to sing Frank Sinatra, Bobby Darin and Elvis. Not my favorites by far. He had a nice singing voice and he loved to sing just randomly: around the house, walking through stores – he would just break out into song. Somehow or another he learned that I loved to sing, so he decided he wanted to test out my chops and see how well I sing. We put on a tape of Annie Lennox, mostly mixed. But most of it was from her album Medusa. The song I ended up singing for him was No More “I Love You's.” He told me that he fell even more in love with me when I sang to him. I still love that tape. It had Love Song for a Vampire, and Ladies of the Canyon on it. It was one of my favorite tapes to sing along to. I have always loved Annie, when she was in the Eurythmics and now that she also has a solo career. She has such an incredible vocal range and a smooth voice. It was such fun to try and sing all of her songs.

1996 (23-24): I had moved out of the Orange County area to be closer to my BF. I had a 44 mile drive into work every day, and I worked in the afternoon, so that meant it took me about 3 hours to get to work. I relied on the one radio station that I could get, or on the people I worked with to give me musical influence. I had influenced the BF with my constant playing of Oingo Boingo, even though they had broken up 3 years before. We also listened to a lot of Sarah McLaughlin. And, unfortunately, I had to hear Macarena every day on the way to and from work. I had moved on to a new group to hang out with at work (turnover was pretty high at Disneyland), and we listened and talked music a lot. There was a girl that I wanted to be, because she was so cool and beautiful. She loved No Doubt. That was the year that Tragic Kingdom came out and I got very into it. I had several friends that used “Spiderwebs” as their answering machine message. “Don't Speak” was so sweet and so sad and so beautiful. And the songs that made us dance: “Excuse Me Mr.,” “Just a Girl.” I identified with “Just a Girl” I felt like that a lot with my current boyfriend. It was a great album and totally caught the mood of Orange County at that time.

1997 (24-25): This year I had gone back to school, continue working and try to get along. The bf and I were still chugging along. I listened to a lot of Green Day and The Offspring and Oingo Boingo. The bf “borrowed” all of my Boingo CD's (I never did get them back). Because I still only got the one radio station in, I was stuck listening to the pop station. But there was a lot of bubble gum pop, some of which I liked, some of which, I despised. The station also payed some hip-hop, which I was never very into. I liked “I Love You Always Forever” by Donna Lewis, “How Do I Live” by LeAnn Rimes, “Bitch” by Meredith Brooks, “Semi-Charmed Life” by Third Eye Blind. I did NOT like (even though they were catchy) “MmmBop” by Hansen, “Wannabe” by The Spice Girls, “Fly Like an Eagle” as done by Seal (I loved the original by Steve Miller). But, as ashamed as I am to admit it (really, it's a guilty pleasure) I really enjoyed the Evita soundtrack with Madonna. I didn't see the movie until a few years later, but I loved the music. I remember the commercials for the musical from when I was little – the only reason I knew “Don't Cry for Me Argentina.” I thought, even though there was so much controversy surrounding the movie, that Madonna did a really good job with the vocals. I have always been a closeted Madonna fan, until recently. I bought the CD's. Of course, most of the time listening to it was dominated by “Don't Cry For Me”, but I soon fell in love with “Rainbow High” in all it's various incantations, and “Buenos Aires”. I was not allowed to listen to in around the bf, who hated Madonna. So I just listened to it while alone, which was rare. I did see the movie a couple years later and was not that impressed with it. I liked it, but...

1998 (25-26): The bf and I broke up the day after I got fired from Disneyland. This started out to be a sucky year! I had to re-find myself, and it was a long long journey. Every love song made me sad, just driving through town made me sad. Even going by Disneyland made me sad. I started a new job and met new friends. I watched a lot of TV and didn't listen to much music. I did, however fall in love with The Barenaked Ladies - Stunt. “One Week” and “It's All Been Done” were both payed on the radio until I was almost sick of it. I finally borrowed the CD from a friend and loved it. I still listen to it like crazy. I love to sing along to “Call and Answer” and sometimes think that it would even sound better if they added a female harmony to it. “When You Dream” is one of the sweetest songs I have ever heard. It made one of my closest friend cry when he heard it, because it made him miss his kids. “Alcohol” was the anthem. I had started drinking a lot and I just totally understood that song. It is just overall a fantastic album. There aren't any songs on it that I don't like. It's a fun, sweet, thoughtful album. And how much fun it is to sing along with! The vocal aren't hard to match, but the lyrics are fantastic.

1999 (26-27): I got a great new job, I moved into a fun apartment complex, and made some fabulous new friends. I got back to my “happy” alternative roots. I stopped listening to the pop music – well, for the most part. This was also the year that I got cancer for the first time. At first, I was not going to pick an album because there was much that inspired me this year, especially later. But they were all singles. When I had cancer, there was very little that would make me want to dance. Those singles (being played on MTV) made me feel like dancing, as corny as they were, and dance I did. But just in the kitchen. They were the boy bands and Christina/Britney music. I know, I should never admit it, but there it is. I also thought about putting the soundtrack for City of Angels. I loved it. Almost every song. Hated the movie, but loved the music. But I thought a soundtrack is just not enough. So, I picked the ONE album that I loved and still have a particular feeling when I hear it, and enjoy it. Korn – Follow The Leader. I don't know what it was about the album, but I loved to listen to it loud. When I needed help sleeping, or just to get out of the house for a while, or whatever, I would put on this CD and drive. A friend of mine was in love with Jonathan Davis. I had so much fun listening to this album, I picked out songs I wanted people to listen to, and make them listen, whether they wanted to or not. It also worked very well as an angry album, later in the year, when I was sick. “Got the Life” was the first song I liked on the album. I just loved the sound – it was so different from what I listened to normally. I loved the hidden track with “Earache in My Eye” from Cheech and Chong. And, it's silly, but I really had fun with “All in the Family.” At the time, I liked Limp Bizkit/Fred Durst, so that song was hysterical for me. The album was, again, very well done, and I still enjoy it when I am in an angry mood.

2000 (27-28): The end of cancer. Went back to work, partying and living with mom and dad. Yet again, I was listening to the Boy Bands. N'Sync was my favorite to dance to. And to sing along to. Justin Timberlake has since won a place in my heart with Dick in a Box. But anyway.... I was listening to The Offspring with reckless abandon. Many great albums came out this year. And I bought them all. Ha. Just kidding, I did buy a few, though. One of these was The Marshall Mathers LP by Eminem. It was a white boy! And he actually rapped – well! The rapping was genius. He was funny, disgusting, terrifying, sad, and dirty. It was such a range. The first time I heard “Stan,” I cried. I still do occasionally. Who didn't laugh at “The Real Slim Shady?” And who wasn't horrified by “Kim” and wondered if it wasn't real? As gross as “Amityville” is, I love the line, “Mentally Ill from Amityville.” Don't ask me why. Fantastic beats, incredible lyrics. This white boy from Detroit has amazing talent. And no matter what the lyrics, it's all about the entertainment. And Eminem is very entertaining.

So that wraps up that decade. As soon as I can figure out what's up for the 00's, I'll let ya know.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

The Music Meme Part 2

The end of '86. Me and my friends have a Christmas Vacation party at my house.

Here is Part 2 – the 80's. Enjoy.

1981 (age 8-9 – fourth grade): At this time, I didn't realize the impact of the death of John Lennon. I only knew that I loved him and it made many many people sad. And I loved Double Fantasy. But, for me, that wasn't the album of the year. The album of the year for me was Beauty and the Beat by the Go-Go's. Our Lips are Sealed and We Got the Beat made my year. First heard at a slumber party, it was discussed at length with my girl classmates (who slowly became my friends), and I also learned from this album how to track the changes on American Top 40 to see what was popular. It gave me something more to talk about. I learned that if I was into popular music and could talk about what it was about, or what was going on with it, people could respect me more, or at least pretend to like me. :-)

1982 (age 9-10 – fifth grade): This year, I met a new friend that lived around the corner from me. She became my best friend. We had similar interests, but she was really smart, to the point of too smart to go to my school. One thing we shared was a love for music (and horses)... she loved the Beatles almost as much as I did. One holiday weekend, my dad sat down and recorded The Beatles A-Z on tape from a local radio station. It lasted all day, so quite a bit of it was not in alphabetical order. It took 6 ½ tapes. My new best friend and I listened to those until the tape wore thin. We imagined ourselves in the 60's, as the Beatles, wives of the Beatles, we even made skits and pored over my mom's Beatles magazines from that era. She went away for that summer, and I decided to teach myself to type. All summer, I listened to The White Album, Disk one, side one, and typed out the lyrics. I probably still have them on that thin typing paper they had back then. It was fun, and I was so proud.

1983 (age 10-11 – sixth grade): A new school, new friends, a new life. I discovered Duran Duran. I remember no other music of this time. Only Duran Duran. I had heard Rio on a trip to Hawaii over the summer, and I was in love. So, I bought their debut album, self titled, Duran Duran. I bought t-shirts, wrote birthday cards to the band, and talked endlessly to my new friends about the band and the music. It was a bond that I wasn't used to. We would scream when we heard them on the radio, we would cry when Simon LeBon got married. We discussed which one of the band we would marry, because they were all so cute, except that Roger Taylor... where did he fit into this band of beauties? We rented the Duran Duran videos, and found that Girls on Film was “perverted.” Ah the buddings of puberty.

1984 (age 11-12 – seventh grade): Ok, so I was a little behind the times. This is so cliché, but this was the only time that I ever loved Michael Jackson. I had pictures all over my room of him and the baby tiger. I loved Thriller. When I was able to get over to my friend's house who had MTV, I prayed for Thriller to be on. I wanted to be one of his dancers. I wanted to dress in those garish costumes. But it wasn't just Thriller that held the magic for me. PYT, Wanna Be Startin' Somethin', Human Nature, Billie Jean, and of course, The Girl is Mine with Paul McCartney (*swoon*). There were people at school who wore the requisite red jacket, black pants, and white glove, and were able to do the moonwalk effortlessly. I wanted to know them. I wanted to BE them. It was the closest I could ever get to stardom. I still listen to Michael as a guilty pleasure, but nothing was as magical as it was back then.

1985 (age 12-13 – eighth grade): The height of the 80's. I only remember the music from the dances. I went to every single one. Careless Whisper from Wham!, We Are the World, Raspberry Beret, St. Elmo's Fire, The Heat is On, One Night in Bangkok, Axel F, The Search is Over... there are SO many. But to pick one album... This is a toss up – Boy in the Box by Corey Hart, or Reckless by Bryan Adams. I listened to both like there was no tomorrow. Reckless had more hits on it than Boy in the Box. But I loved Never Surrender. It was my anthem that year. Komrade Kiev, and Eurasian Eyes were my other favorites as well as the title track. I even had planned on auditioning to sing at our eighth grade graduation with Never Surrender (I ended up trying out with Graduation Day by the Beach Boys. I lost). I didn't even put Sunglasses at Night in the same league as Never Surrender. I would play that album every day, over and over and sing along. I think I need to find this album on CD or download it. Hmmm...

1986 (13-14 – ninth grade): Again, a new school, new friends, new interests. I was in the marching band. I developed crush after crush on all the older boys. I was also exposed to all kinds of new and different music. Jazz (Count Basie), rap (Beastie Boys/Run DMC), punk rock (Dead Kennedys), alternative (The Cure), weird stuff (Oingo Boingo), all kinds of stuff. Even to this day, I have fond memories of hanging out for band practice, competitions, weekend practice, parties, etc., listening to The Beastie Boys, Licensed to Ill and Run DMC, Raising Hell. I can not decide between those two. Even at a reunion that I was at (for band), we played both of these and it made us all so happy. Both of them were so breakthrough (my dad thought it was funny that I was listening to Walk This Way by Aerosmith, I had no idea who he was talking about), and it was such an interesting time for me. I had never really heard music like this. And we LOVED it. I had them back to back on one tape so I could listen to them over and over. It's Tricky is still one that I listen to regularly, You Be Illin' was great because it talked about Kentucky Fried, and Dumb Girl was more people than we cared to know. Brass Monkey made us laugh, we agreed that all boys want is Girls, Paul Revere was the best song to try to learn the words to, and She's Crafty was my friend's theme song. Ah, well... it was The New Style.

1987 (14-15 – tenth grade): This was probably my favorite year as a kid. So much happened this year. I was established at school, I had definite friends, a new best friend, I got to do more things, I went to Florida and Disney World with the band, and I was no longer a freshman. Everyone on the bus that was used to transport the band to competitions and games listened to something different. In the back of the bus were the surfers. I usually sat near them, mostly because we all hung out in the same group. Several people brought stereos on the bus, and the surfers were no different. They were pretty eclectic in their musical tastes, and I was exposed to some pretty filthy lyrics that shocked, horrified and fascinated me. One of these albums was As Nasty As They Wanna Be by 2 Live Crew. Me So Horny was the back of the bus anthem. A bunch of kids, just hitting puberty, not many of us getting “some,” made this even more fascinating. And total shock value. The parents usually sat in the front of the bus, so they rarely ever even heard any of the disgusting things that were being rapped about. But, us being young teenagers, thought it was hilarious to push that envelope. And of course hilarious to hear the things on that album. Especially since it was acquired before the lawsuits for copyright infringement. Every year, the back of the bus music changed, but this one stands out in my mind for some reason.

1988 (15-16 – eleventh grade): The year of my first boyfriend. The year I got my fist car and license. All genres of music passed over this time. Every song was “our song.” We could start off with Sweet Child O' Mine by Guns N Roses, or Don't Worry, Be Happy by Bobby McFerrin, Hands to Heaven by Breathe, Kokomo by The Beach Boys, Never Tear Us Apart by INXS or even Always on My Mind done by the Pet Shop Boys. But no. I have to decide between two albums that made that year for me: Hysteria by Def Leppard or Richard Marx's self titled debut album. Richard Marx had the wonderful song Hold on to the Nights, which was (to me at the time) the epitome of my budding relationship with my boyfriend. Def Leppard was just cool. And had Love Bites, which is well... kind of a sexy song to a 15 year old. The reason I will pick Hysteria is just because it had more songs that I paid attention to. When I listen to it now, all the songs sound the same, but back then, before Pour Some Sugar on Me became a stripper song, It was great to drive to, to rock out to, to dance to, to sing along with. The album is still fun, just a little boring compared to then, but damn, those memories!

1989 (16-17 – twelfth grade): I remember a medley of bad hair bands and being unsatisfied with this, tuning to the oldies station. I drove my friends crazy. At this point in time, I was the taxi driver to all the underclassmen. All I would listen to in the car, was oldies. But, at one point, I must have listened to more than just that. Maybe it was the boyfriend's influence, or the people at my first job. Maybe even my mullet. Aerosmith's Pump came out that year, and I enjoyed it. Of course, this was the age of the cassette single. I had over 300 of those damn things at last count. I had every hair band hit, Motley Crue, Skid Row, Whitesnake, Poison, Bon Jovi, Nelson, Winger. The list goes on. But I remember another band who's music I loved for a long time – The Bangles (The album was Everything). They released a single “Eternal Flame” that I would sing to the boyfriend. He confessed to me his long time crush on Susanna Hoffs. This was much better than Manic Monday or Walk Like and Egyptian. This song had meaning! I'll set you free was a fantastic song, but I didn't really pay much attention to that one, until later. This year was boring for me musically. But I had much growing up to do.

1990 (17-18): I graduated high school and started Community College. Whoo hoo! I'm free! Not really, I just learned that it was easier to not go to school when you don't have to have a note from your parents. The first boyfriend and I also broke up around this time. I was broken hearted, so every song – again – reminded me of him and my heartbreak. I made all new friends, especially from my second job. So again, my music taste changed. This was the year of easy listening. And again, I feel like I should give this space to a really good, ok not so good, mix tape. Dance music galore. Ugh. I am going to lose what little street cred I have left with this one. For lack of a better choice, I am going to go with Phil Collins, ... But Seriously. For nothing else but the song, I Wish it Would Rain Down. I FELT that song. I liked Something Happened on the Way to Heaven and Another Day in Paradise, but they weren't the same. I still cry a little when I hear that song. I was young, it was my first break up, I thought my world would end. And I wished every day for him to come back.

Alrighty then, that was part two. Left on a pretty sad note, huh? Don't worry, it gets better. And so does my taste in music. :-)

Monday, August 4, 2008

The Music Meme Part 1

My two biggest musical influences and me. Told ya they were Hippies! :-)

Ok, So here's the deal: The music Meme has been going around to several blogs and I decided it's time for me to take a whack at it. This blog was to help me remember. And since I said to my mom when I was a kid, when asked “what is music:” “It's sounds to remember with” (or something of the sort), this could be really helpful to me. So, from what I understand the deal here is... you have to go through and pick your favorite album from every year you have lived. I was born in mid-December 1972. So, I am combining 72/73. Obviously I don't remember much from those yeas, but... well, read it and see.

This is pretty fun, so feel free to take it for yourself. I'm going to do mine by decade, so – here is part one – the 70's. Enjoy!

1972/73 (ages 0-1): I am starting this with both years, because I was born in December, so there isn't much that I can add for '72. Since I really don't remember music for my first few years.... I'll have to go by what my mom tells me: Don't Shoot me, I'm Only the Piano Player, by Elton John. Mom told me that I used to fall asleep to that (mostly the song Daniel) while sitting in my swing.

1974 (ages 1-2): I loved the songs Yellow Submarine by the Beatles, Bennie and the Jets and Crocodile Rock by Elton John. I won't put the same record from Elton John on here twice. And I probably shouldn't put him on here two times in a row. So, I'll settle for the Yellow Submarine album. This started a lifelong love for the Beatles (they will be mentioned a bit in here).

1975 (ages 2-3): I think that I listened to so many Disney records (Bambi, It's a Small World, Peter Pan) and I loved to try and do ballet, Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker Suite and Swan Lake, that it would be hard to choose between the two. I will go with The Nutcracker, just because it made me develop a love for classical music and ballet that has lasted me a lifetime. Sometime, I'll have to tell you about my third birthday when we went to see The Nutcracker in Pasadena. It seems to make everyone laugh, but I was pretty traumatized.

1976 (ages 3-4): This period of time reminds me of a nickname that I had, The Little Wing. My Aunt and her bf of the time called me this, I assume, after Jimi Hendrix's Little Wing. I also seem to remember my dad listening to a lot of The Doors. This record (The Doors) brings me back to times of drives in the red VW Bus, and going to play Frisbee Golf in Huntington Beach. Great memories. Especially The Crystal Ship, Break On Through, and 20th Century Fox.

1977 (ages 4-5): At this point, I listened to whatever my parents were listening to. Or kids records. I liked The Chipmunks, and Perry Como. But those were my favorite Christmas albums. My parents were still Hippies. But listened to everything. I would sing on the playground in preschool and Kindergarten the song James by Billy Joel. I have specific memories of Who are You by the Who, and White Rabbit, as well as Today by Jefferson Airplane. Those last two gave me nightmares (associated with the memories). My mom listened to a lot of “easy listening” compared to my dad. They were fond of making mix tapes, and I still have some of them to this day. But, since I can't really narrow it down, I will go with Surrealistic Pillow by Jefferson Airplane, just because it has the strongest memories for me.

1978 (ages 5-6 – first grade): London Town – Paul McCartney and Wings. Oh yes... my first real crush, Paul. I was too young for the Beatles, or I was born after they broke up, too bad. Ah, With a Little Luck, I'm Carrying. Those were my favorites. I have tons of favorite Wings songs. But those I remember. I had forgotten them until I was in high school and bought my first CD – a Paul McCartney greatest hits and it had With a Little Luck on it. I was transported back in time.

1979 (ages 6-7 – second grade): Disco Duck. This may make you laugh, Hell, it makes me laugh. Rick Dees and His Cast of Idiots. I probably listened to this until my ears bled. And they would with the high notes that the BeeGees hit. But then, there was Blondie with Parallel Lines. One Way or Another. Hanging on the Telephone. Heart of Glass. Sunday Girl. I was being babysat by a family and one of the older girls was getting ready to go out, and that's when I heard it: One Way Or Another. I'm gonna find ya, I'm gonna get ya get ya get ya! Blondie is timeless. I still remember picturing riding around in a Porche trying to find some person at the grocery store (that was the picture in my head, not necessarily lyrically accurate). My mom even loved this song. We would sing it when driving. I had no idea it was a stalker song.

1980 (ages 7-8 – third grade): This can be a toss up. This is when I started really listening to the radio. There was Cars by Gary Numan, Funky Town by Lipps Inc., Into the Night by Barry Mardones, Sailing by Christopher Cross, Working my Way Back To You – The Spinners, On the Radio – Donna Summer, and Refugee – Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. Those stuck out a lot to me. Their sounds could frighten me. In Cars, especially. Back in that day, I was listening to Rick Dees a lot. And his top 40. Those three songs were in constant rotation. Then there was show and tell at school. While previously, I always had Disney stuff to show (I was a collector even back then!), one day, I brought in Freedom of Choice by DEVO. I was the hit of the class. I was suddenly popular. It was my dad's record, but everyone loved that I actually had POPULAR music to bring in. The next week, I tried to bring in some AC/DC, but that got me in trouble. Dirty Deeds was not the best song to play to a bunch of third graders, and neither was Big Balls, no matter how much they thought I was wonderful.

Ok, this is the end of part 1 – the first decade that I was alive. Now is when it gets harder to actually pick ONE album a year. Because I remember more. And music influenced me more. And I became the master of the mix tape. I think it runs in the family.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Reading List

Heh... I wish.

Ah, I finally get to share with you some of the books that I have read. This is a great list, although, I am afraid that I really haven't read a whole bunch of them. I do OWN quite a few of them – I went through a “buy the classics” phase. I intended to read them, but never got around to it. I guess it's time. :-) Enjoy.

Oh – and seeing the movies does NOT count. :-)

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you started but did not finish.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own blog so we can try and track down these people who’ve read 6 or less and force books upon them.

1. The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
2. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
3. The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
4. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
5. Life of Pi - Yann Martel (I am reading this right now, and I love it!)
6. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
7. The Color Purple - Alice Walker
8. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
9. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
10. To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
11. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte_
12. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell_
13. His Dark Materials (trilogy) - Philip Pullman
14. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
15. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
16. The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien_
17. Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
18. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
19. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
20. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
21. Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
22. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – C.S. Lewis
23. Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne
24. Animal Farm - George Orwell
25. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
26. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
27. On The Road - Jack Kerouac
28. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
29. Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White
30. Hamlet - William Shakespeare
31. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
32. Complete Works of Shakespeare
33. Ulysses - James Joyce
34. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
35. Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
36. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
37. The Bible
38. The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
39. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
40. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
41. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
42. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
45. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
46. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
47. The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
48. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
49. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
50. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
51. Little Women - Louisa M. Alcott
52. Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
53. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
54. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
55. Middlemarch - George Eliot
56. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
57. Bleak House - Charles Dickens
58. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
59. David Copperfield -Charles Dickens
60. Emma - Jane Austen
61. Persuasion - Jane Austen
62. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
63. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
64. The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
65. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
66. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
67. Anne of Green Gables – L.M. Montgomery
68. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
69. Atonement - Ian McEwan
70. Dune - Frank Herbert
71. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
72. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
73. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
74. A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens (I read this in 8th grade, it turned me off to Dickens forever)
75. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
76. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
77. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
78. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
79. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
80. Bridget Jones’ Diary - Helen Fielding
81. Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
82. Moby Dick - Herman Mellvile
83. Dracula - Bram Stoker
84. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
85. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
86. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
87. Germinal - Emile Zola
88. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
89. Possession - A.S. Byatt
90. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
91. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
92. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
93. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
94. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
95. The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
96. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
97. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
98. Watership Down – Richard Adams
99. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
100. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas