Jim passed this one my way, and I should probably maim him for doing so.
1. What is the total volume of musical files on your computer?
10.5 gigs of mp3s, baby. Filthy, I know.
2. What song are you listening to right now?
Tears For Fears, Head Over Heels. I was submitted to Donnie Darko last month and surprisingly didn’t hate it so much. I loved the soundtrack in part because I can remember my older sister listening to all of the music when I was a wee one.
3. Last CD I bought?
Best of Barbara Pittman’s years with Sun Records. I bought it on sale solely for one song, Handsome Man. Best musical investment I’ve made in awhile.
4. Five songs you listen to a lot and which mean something to you:
- Queen – Another One Bites the Dust
Ethan has been obsessed with this song since he was a baby. I can’t hear Queen without thinking of Ethan stomping around his room screaming the lyrics to this at the top of his little lungs. Same with anything by David Bowie.
- Elliott Smith – Alameda
Smith was in my CD player all throughout my pregnancy. This song, in addition to the entirety of XO, takes me back to that time. And that’s why I can’t listen to it anymore, which I suppose should strike this entry from the list.
- Summertime, in all its incarnations
This is one of the first songs I ever taught myself to play on the piano. I learned the Gershwin version, but obsessed over the covers by Billie Holiday, Janis Joplin, and others. The Sublime cover always irritated the crap out of me. Nonetheless, when Ethan was a baby I sang this to him every night and every time we got into the car. He still recognizes the tune even though I haven’t sung it to him in years.
- Sufjan Stevens – John Wayne Gacy, Jr.
This is off his newest CD, “Illinoise” (as in “Come On Feel The Illinoise!”), which has yet to come out of my CD player since I got the pre-release copy from a super-secret, illicit file-sharing deal. This song has several places in which it could go totally wrong, and yet it never does. It is about the devastatation that the Gacy murders put on a nation of people. The chorus and last line of the song are utterly heartbreaking and beautiful, as is most of the rest of the album.
- One of my favorite songs at this moment is Donovan’s Get Thy Bearings. It’s perfect walking music — slinky and chill — and remains a staple on the mp3 player.
I’m supposed to pass this one along, so I’m hitting up the biggies: Mac of Pesky Apostrophe, Roxanne of Rox Populi, Trish Wilson, and Amanda of Pandagon. Anyone else who wants to play should hit it up here in the comments or on your own blog. Enjoy!
In other news, I really should bathe and get out of the house for the night, but Law and Order has been on for hours and I’m knitting a lovely super-secret birthday present. Choices, choices.