XO's Middle Eight: Love me, love me, love me, say you do...

XO's Middle Eight: Love me, love me, love me, say you do...

Shout out to xol for the 'Wild is the Wind" bits. I will probably email all the Bowie fans once I've winded down from the email onslaught and once you've all re-covered from my email onslaught.

I suspect I am partial to Bowie's because it was the first one I heard as it was on one of the mixtapes I got in the 90s for my 21st birthday. (And yes, it was from one of my college objects of obsession. I am that bloody predictable) And I've reached the conclusion that the music that I listened to in the 80s and 90s wasn't necessarily better, but I imparted meaning and memory to it. So any cover or a later version of it has to cancel out other memories which is hard to do and probably unfair on my part. I still have the tape. It's filled with Sisters of Mercy, Tin Machine, Kate Bush, Adrian Belew, Siouxsie and the Banshees, and assorted stuff like that. (And am sending a vague apology to xol who had to hear way too much about the above mentioned object of o, and my other assorted college friends who were probably there or heard enough about said dude.)

So, now thanks to a friend's extensive music collection, I've got some of the Bowie, Sisters, and so forth on my computer. Including a song from Bowie called "Within You" which is interspersed with Spike quotes from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which is oddly appropriate. Though I don't know which album it's from and I haven't heard it since the 90s. It's driving me spare. Anybody know?

And shamefully, I don't know much of Nina Simone. Cat Power I don't have a sense of yet.

Also, as I've been going through a lot of this music, stuff I loved in high school and college, am amused or reminded how fucked the songs were. Like for instance, 'Blasphemous Rumors" or the possible apocalypticness of "Russians" by Sting and "Forever Young" by Alpahville. Some of the love songs slay me like Air Supply's "Making Love Out of Nothing at All" and 'Forever" by Kenny Loggins. We were fifteen at best; "Forever" wasn't conceivable. These were the years when a couple that stayed together for six months were like those coupled who'd been together forever. Joan Jett's "I Hate Myself for Loving You" still holds up as it should. But, gods I liked a lot of sappy stuff. It reminds me of the notebooks you can get from Signals, Embarrassingly sappy poetry. Bad poetry I wrote and songs of craptitude I imparted deep meanings to which did not exist. For Christ's sake, I thought Dan Hill's "Sometimes when we touch" was oh so deep.

And yes, Martika's "Toy Soldiers," Skid Row's "18 and Life" and Tina Turner's "We Don't Need Another Hero" are still somewhere in there in my favs. from that era.

Before the music people write me off as having "crap taste" let me remind you that I was stuck in a small town in Pa, that had one night of alternative music on one of the stations. Any alternative music that I heard were the most obvious hits, though I did watch MTV's 100 Minutes into the Future on a semi-regular basis, and I did listen to the Cocteau Twins and Jane's Addiction my senior year.

As usual, way too honest and upfront about my likes and dislikes. I'm way too old. I figure I like what I like and am okay with it making no sense.