I was ridiculously pleased with myself by the end of yesterday. I’d started this blog, fulfilled a promise and listened (properly) to some music. Oh and got 8 hours work on the book done. So the first thing I did today was look at my music diary for yesterday. And it hit me- I hadn’t listened to any women, not one. Ok, I thought there might be one tucked away in Vampire Weekend, but nope. I was appalled. By me, not by VW, it’s none of my business if they don’t play with women.
I love women’s voices. I like listening to them.I also like spending time with them. I have never, ever, ever had anything in common with the sort of person who says “I’m a man’s women”. Or who claims that women don’t get along with each other and are bitchy. As far as I’m concerned women rock. Only yesterday they didn’t, not in my flat anyway. So today it’s almost all about the ladies*.
1. Amy Winehouse, Frank.
I love both her albums and feel really sad at that thought that she might not do any more. I don’t want to listen to this in ten years and wonder what she’d have produced if she’d been around. I particularly like the song about the wannabee WAG, Fuck me Pumps. It is my favourite driving in traffic with the window down song.
2. Lily Allen, It’s not me, it’s you.
Another woman who might not do any more music. I don’t really care about that. This is a disconcertingly perfect pop album. I don’t need any more from Lily. Men like it too- though I suspect not if you start humming it in bed.
3. Kirsty McColl, From Croydon to Cuba Disc 1.
Usual story, put on the lovely, upbeat pop. Think about all the lovely memories. Then remember that she died in a horrible, unnecessary accident, leaving two sons and have a little cry.
(Has anyone ever died in a necessary accident?)
So that was it. Except then I remembered that there was a song, About a Girl. So I tried to find it and realised that if I ever had any Nirvana, it has been stolen. (I did and it has). So I found the song on the internet and listened to it. And Cobain is dead too- so if today had a theme, perhaps it was ‘singers who stopped before they had run out of talent’.
*ladies, ok to use in a blog or an ironical manner. Not ok to use in a meeting at work.