One of my favourite bloggers, who just happens to be one of my best mates, wrote the other day how she used Music as Therapy. How she listened to it as a 'drug' of choice before her little AddyWoo was born, and how it can cut through all the crap and get straight to the core of her being.
And so the inordinately amazing MammyWoo (did you know by the way that she is not only MAD New Blog of the Year winner, but also one of the Guardian's Hottest Five New Bloggers. Not as in saucy, although she is rather, but as in fresh & new!) has requested that I identify three songs that get to me. The three songs that can epitomise my mood or change how I'm feeling within three minutes and four seconds. I don't get a chance to listen to my music nowadays very often, The Boy prefers Zingzillas.
They're not very cool, in fact probably far from it. However these three songs really get to me, and into me. I listen to these, without interruption and they get right into my core. Unlike MammyWoo, these songs aren't all about the lyrics, they are about the music, the crescendo, the kick-arse 'sod you' in them.
Daniel Powter: Had a Bad Day
This one is the song that gets put on the car CD-player when I roll out of school. It used to get played a lot before I was pregnant, now I don't have time to find the track because I just want to get home to my son; he has the same effect.
These are the lyrics that get me:
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime and I don't need no carryin' on
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day, the camera don't lie
Well, you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
Kenny Loggins: "Footloose"
This song gets my feet going every time and raises my mood probably above every other song. My husband knows that he mustn't make a sound when it's on, and just let Mr. Loggins do his work.
I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling or else I'll tear up this town
Tonight I gotta cut loose
and I love these too
And you're playing so cool
Obeying every rule
I dig a way down in your heart
You're burning, yearning for some
Somebody to tell you
That life ain't passing you by
I'm trying to tell you
It will if you don't even try
You can fly if you'd only cut loose
Oh, they're going! The feet are moving!
And here it is, my final song. It's so completely uncool that I think it is cool just by default. Who doesn't love a spot of Babs?
Barbra Streisand: "Rain on my Parade"
Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly, I simply got to
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade?
So there you go, my three songs that get me going, that help me kick-arse and feel like I can do this and don't need to listen to anyone else who wants to make me feel rubbish!
Can you tell I'm down in the doldrums at the moment?
And so I now tag these bloggers to share their top three Music As Therapy songs:
- The Crazy Kitchen
- Mummy Mishaps
- The Real Housewife of Suffolk County
- SAHD and Proud
- Reluctant Housedad
- The Moiderer (she'll never do it)
- Diary of a Lagos Mum
- Multiple Mummy
Go on, have a go!