Come on boy, I wanna dance now
Dec. 16th, 2005 03:00 pmIt's Friday! It's about three o'clock! It's time to Boogie At Your Desk!
( You what? )
Today you are invited to Boogie At Your Desk to:
Lush - Hypocrite
(Or if you don't want to download a file with an mp3 suffix, click here for a zipped version.)
I've never yet voluntarily taken part in any form of karaoke. However, I've always said that if ever such a thing became necessary, I'd choose to sing a Lush single. They're very singalongable, decent tunes, and have suitably cynical lyrics that you can spit them out with pleasure.
A further plus point is that I could say "sure, I'm up for karaoke, so long as I can sing Ladykillers or Single Girl" safe in the knowledge that there is probably not a karaoke bar in Britain which has either of them.
Apart from the fact that budget indie has never really been karaoke's bag, Lush seem to have been well and truly forgotten. A recent investigation revealed that neither HMV nor Virgin in Oxford, nor Fopp in Reading, can produce a Lush CD between them. Indeed, the assistant in Virgin, bless his little twenty-year-old socks, looked completely blank and asked who Lush were.
Which is a shame. Amazon to the rescue, as usual: they'll happily provide you with the best-of for under £7. If you buy that you'll miss out on some of the album-track gems (like the whimsically ethereal The Childcatcher, but you'll pick up some stonking singles.
As a point of interest, the surprisingly good Beautiful South covers album features a cover of the bitchy Ciao!, originally by Lush and Jarvis Cocker. Which is good, but actually just serves to remind me what a top song the original was.
My apologies that BAYD has become something of a 90s-fest of late. I blame these modern-day art-rock bands for just not being as Boogysome as a proper indie wig-out.
( You what? )
Today you are invited to Boogie At Your Desk to:
Lush - Hypocrite
(Or if you don't want to download a file with an mp3 suffix, click here for a zipped version.)
I've never yet voluntarily taken part in any form of karaoke. However, I've always said that if ever such a thing became necessary, I'd choose to sing a Lush single. They're very singalongable, decent tunes, and have suitably cynical lyrics that you can spit them out with pleasure.
A further plus point is that I could say "sure, I'm up for karaoke, so long as I can sing Ladykillers or Single Girl" safe in the knowledge that there is probably not a karaoke bar in Britain which has either of them.
Apart from the fact that budget indie has never really been karaoke's bag, Lush seem to have been well and truly forgotten. A recent investigation revealed that neither HMV nor Virgin in Oxford, nor Fopp in Reading, can produce a Lush CD between them. Indeed, the assistant in Virgin, bless his little twenty-year-old socks, looked completely blank and asked who Lush were.
Which is a shame. Amazon to the rescue, as usual: they'll happily provide you with the best-of for under £7. If you buy that you'll miss out on some of the album-track gems (like the whimsically ethereal The Childcatcher, but you'll pick up some stonking singles.
As a point of interest, the surprisingly good Beautiful South covers album features a cover of the bitchy Ciao!, originally by Lush and Jarvis Cocker. Which is good, but actually just serves to remind me what a top song the original was.
My apologies that BAYD has become something of a 90s-fest of late. I blame these modern-day art-rock bands for just not being as Boogysome as a proper indie wig-out.