Stuff on my iPod that I can't skip over

I got this post idea from DiSnazzio, who I met this year when I met up with a bunch of lady bloggers in a  Baltimore bar that played deafening techno music, again, as you do, (also I'm old and deaf) and who is now one of my favorite writers who doesn't write nearly enough. No pressure, I get it, I'm just needy that way when it comes to good writers.

She posted several songs on her iPod that she can't skip over if they come on, even if she's heard them ten times that day, and I figured, because I like to talk and think about music, and oh this month of daily posts is so very long, I'd steal the idea, because I'm that original. 

I also love that we can not only share an interest in cheese metal but also in Gillian Welch because Revival was a life-changing album for me, and I'll tell her sometime maybe about how I wrote a research paper about the Dixie Chicks and politics, and how I had a few episodes where I channeled Natalie Maines while I was driving my car.

Anyway. Here you go.

American Idiot in its entirety, Green Day, although mostly focused on the half-hour from Jesus of Suburbia through Give Me Novocaine. I don't know what happened but this has crawled into my head and it won't leave and I listen to it constantly. I may be the only college counselor in the world who has a picture of Billy Joe on the cover of Inked magazine tacked up by my desk.

**I never promised to be normal.**

Jealous Again, The Black Crowes. One of the best songs ever written of the "you must sing me" variety, and not just because I'm fond of the "always drunk on Sunday" concept. I went to several iterations of the Horde Tour when I lived in Ohio - basically repeated jam band sorts of things that usually featured the Black Crowes and Blues Trav'ler (sic) - and I have some very fun, very hazy memories of same. If you're with me I will probably not rock out the DON'T YOU THINK I WANT TO DON'T YOU THINK I WOULD part like I do when I'm alone, and I feel sorry for you, because by the time it gets to "AM I JUST PLAIN LAZY AM I EVER EVER EVER JEALOUS" and it sounds like Chris Robinson says "lever" instead of "ever" there at the end, that shit is ON. SORRY. "Loose lipped and laughing" was also my AIM status message for a very long time a few years ago. Dork.

I ain't afraid of ever. Losing faith in you. 

You bastard.

Mistaken I.D., Citizen Cope. His debut album was a thing of beauty and I love this song. 

For Whom the Bell Tolls, Metallica. Kind of a tie with this and Master of Puppets so maybe I'll just say both. Sure. I could tell you why this is but then I'd have to kill you, right?

Der Kommisaar, After the Fire. This song and Come On Eileen should be on any existing 80s compilation. I don't know what I'm saying when I sing it but whatever, and that dadaDUHDUHDUH guitar business and the tambourine? It's just a weird, awesome song that makes me feel like I should punch someone or do something otherwise very aggressive but I don't know why. Why is she riding with the others in the subway singing? I have no idea, but it's some heavy shit. And by the time they start yelling what sounds like "CHOP!CHOP!CHOP!" at the end, I just don't even know.

Home Sweet Home, Mötley Crüe. I've been on a weird kick with this one. Again. I do not own hairspray (haha, hairspray) at all anymore but the video makes me wish I did. And then I remember it's only 1989 in my mind.

Levon, Elton John. I can't help it. Like I can skip a song that starts off with "garage" said the British way? I'm not that strong. I'm not going to talk to you about "Tiny Dancer," though, except to say that one of my very favorite Tweets ever was "Get the fuck AWAY FROM ME, tiny dancer."

Digresssing. I'll save my Elton issues for my next therapist. 

Red Dragon Tattoo, Fountains of Wayne. People who think Stacy's Mom is the best thing they ever did make me cry. I mean, not really cry but...almost. They could have stopped with Utopia Parkway, the cd this song is on, and that would have been fine. Perfect, stupid pop song.

John Saw That Number, Neko Case. There is nothing wrong with anything she does in my opinion and this song makes me want to go to church. And nothing makes me want to go to church.  

New Religion, Duran Duran. This summarizes everything that was awesome about them, that's all. If you don't know I probably can't tell you. Stop distracting me.

Ramble On, Led Zeppelin. This is one of my favorite songs of all time as I believe I've recently mentioned. It's on my exercise playlist and unlike some of the stuff on there that I'm sick of I don't ever skip it. I think the length of this list indicates just what a creature of habit I am.

Change, Blind Melon. Shannon Hoon broke my partially-grungy little heart when he died and I never even really liked No Rain (except for the fact that it's a super depressing song lyrically and it sounds so bouncy and happy, which is somehow appropriate for the time and the genre.) This song stays very relevant to me. I'm a fan.

Hem, Reservoir. They are not well known and so therefore unappreciated for what is absolutely beautiful music, and this is the only song that works when I feel like it's all done. I can't listen to it in public because it usually makes me cry. Funnel Cloud is an amazing, amazing record and anyone who cares about songwriting and a voice that is the last one I want to hear before I die should listen to it. This particular song is about Pittsburgh, and it makes me feel like I'm from there even though I'm absolutely not. 

Peter Piper, Run D.M.C. I do not have to be intoxicated to perform Raisin' Hell in its entirety. I mean, really perform it. I can nail this one. No, I don't know how I happened either.

Sweet Child of Mine, Guns 'n Roses. I will never turn it off, not ever, unless it's the radio version that cuts off the guitar in the beginning because that's a version that shouldn't exist. Like that band ever needed to hear less from Slash. Not a good idea.

Lodi, Creedence Clearwater Revival. My father was a CCR freak and I'm guessing he must have listened to this on repeat because I have no other excuse for my love for it other than I like downbeat stoner hippie music. NOT THAT I DO. Maybe it's just a metaphor for my life. Oh Lord, stuck in Lodi again. I've never been there but that's a small detail. Suburban Maryland, Lodi, whatever. I think I just like songs that have that final crushing poignant lyrics/music moment, because the part at the end, "If I only had a dollar for every song I sung," kind of punches me, Centerfield notwithstanding. (Because no. No no no, on every level no.)

Belle, Al Green. It's a weird song. I have no idea what he's talking about, Jesus or his boyfriend in some kind of love triangle with a woman he's dating, but I apparently don't care. 

All These Things That I've Done, The Killers. I can wear this whole cd out and I know I love this song a lot partially because it was so great live. Nothing like a room full of people screaming "Don't you put me on the back BURNER-ER-ER," there's really not.

The Winner Takes It All, Abba. I have opinions about Abba songs, yes, and this one is actually really pretty and really sad. I could talk about Waterloo too, but I won't.

Heavy Metal Drummer, Wilco. This doesn't sound anything like the title, but infectious it is.

Silver Lining, Rilo Kiley. Just because. It always puts me in a better mood.

(I'm skipping songs but I'm stopping because I'm compulsive about lists and I need to stop because it will be 287 songs long and no one wants that, really, no one.)

Comments

[Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah]

Okay, I don't mean to get weird on you but my also include Duran Duran, Citizen Cope, ABBA, Metallica and Ramble On.

[Mocha]

My brain has blown up because there are far too many super songs on here. Blip will break down if I have to put them on there. ;-)

[Genie]

Red Dragon Tattoo is the best song ever, not the least of which is because Rich has a red dragon tattoo. :)

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