Stayed up late to listen to Swifty and Stuart from The Ghost of Lemora on Natasha's Batcave show last night. This means I'm still tired, but in a different way, which is progress of a sort. I enjoyed the interview, but my internet connection always seemed to cut out just when Swifty, Stuart or Natasha were about to say something interesting ... am curious to know what inspired Natasha to say that the interview was 'all going wrong' (or words to that effect) before Swifty had even opened his mouth.
Mar. 2nd, 2005
Now that's what I call annoying...
Mar. 2nd, 2005 03:36 pmOne thing that I've noticed this year, which I think is a new thing, is Mothers' Day themed compilations, such as I Love Mum and World's Best Mum. These albums are so patronising. Just because someone becomes a mother (or father) doesn't mean they suddenly like Ronan Keating. Having children might do strange things to you, but it doesn't make every woman who has given birth suitable for presenting with a one-size-fits all compilation. Are we going to get Father’s Day compilations next?
I admit I am a music snob and I can't really imagine being close friends with the sort of person that needs anything with Brian Mc Fadden's Real To Me on anyway. Another problem with this sort of compilations is that you can tell that they started with songs about mothers. But this is such a limited genre, consisting of Spice Girls' Mama. Then things start to get strange. What weird Oedipal stories are hinted when you address Gareth Gates Anyone Of Us (Stupid Mistake) to your mother?
Personally if I had the feeling expressed by Justin Timberlake in Cry Me A River I wouldn't be sharing them with the person that gave birth to me. And what does the lyrics of Katie Melua's The Closest Thing To Crazy say that makes it so relevant to be included on both compilations? The sooner people are treated as individuals rather being defined by their family role the better this world will be.
I admit I am a music snob and I can't really imagine being close friends with the sort of person that needs anything with Brian Mc Fadden's Real To Me on anyway. Another problem with this sort of compilations is that you can tell that they started with songs about mothers. But this is such a limited genre, consisting of Spice Girls' Mama. Then things start to get strange. What weird Oedipal stories are hinted when you address Gareth Gates Anyone Of Us (Stupid Mistake) to your mother?
Personally if I had the feeling expressed by Justin Timberlake in Cry Me A River I wouldn't be sharing them with the person that gave birth to me. And what does the lyrics of Katie Melua's The Closest Thing To Crazy say that makes it so relevant to be included on both compilations? The sooner people are treated as individuals rather being defined by their family role the better this world will be.