I was having a clear up (again) in my bedroom & found a bag of cassettes (I was going to write stumbled across but that made it sound like I'd fallen over them - "I'm not surprised" I can hear my mum saying "the state of your bedroom")
Now for any young drama queens out there cassettes are an audio format (a bit like a CD but older) & if you wanted to record anything to you to press record & play at the same time on your tape recorder. You could record tape to tape at high speed on fancy stereos (think old school ipod) & the music sounded like Pinky & Perky (...oh never mind).
This treasure trove of nostalgia included:
The original Now That's What I Call Music - which reminded that side B of cassette 2 was always the dodgy side
A tape of some friends from university's band - which I still love & I wish I had the kit & know how to digitize it as I would share it as they are great.
A cassette of Mick Brown dedicating 'Rush Hour' to me & my sister number 10 in my last claim to fame list
A load of compilation tapes that I made years ago & although it's a dead format I cannot bear to throw them away.
It reminded me that I used to cut out photos from magazines for covers for my tapes
but I also used to name my compilations
|this one is called Jason Donovan's Chest because that's what's on the cover (going for the Ronseal approach) |
Lurking at the bottom of the pile were two tapes which I knew even before looking at the track list were heart break tapes.
The first one 'Emotions' is your standard fare of weepy mix tape; some early Beatles tracks, Everything But the Girl (before they went all dance on us), Crowded House & Simply Red. I barely remember what heartbreak it was over (but think I can guess because of the inclusion of the Simply Red track). But if it was that guy I'm wondering, why was I tormenting myself over him? He was a dick. I didn't love him, I liked him, he made me laugh (sometimes), but he was definitely not worthy of my tears.
The other one is just labelled Summer 95 and this one is properly sad. I know by the date (as well as the contents) what this one is all about).
I can just picture that poor sad little drama queen listening to her tape weeping into her pillow, nursing a broken heart. A good cry can be so cathartic to get it (them) out of your system, but there is a fine line & I'm sure on occasion I crossed over to wallowing in it.
Being that I probably unkindly dissected a mix tape an old girlfriend made for Mr D I thought I would share the track list:
Return to Innocence - Enigma (I know but that would fall into one of the songs HE liked)
Cross My Heart - Everything But The Girl
Love is Here Where I Live - EBTG
Apron Strings - EBTG (obviously working my way through the Everything But The Girl back catalogue)
Everybody Hurts - REM (guaranteed weepy. I want this song at my funeral. I want EVERYONE to cry)
No Need to Argue - The Cranberries
Jealous Guy - John Lennon
You've Got Me Thinking - The Beloved (classic of the time)
Favourite T - The Lemonheads
Bell Bottomed Tear - The Beautiful South
Linger - The Cranberries
Caroline - Misty Oldland (yeah, me neither)
I Need Your Loving - Baby D (original is better)
Badhead - Blur
Take a Bow - Madonna
No More I Love Yous - Annie Lennox
Back For Good - Take That
Sour Times - Portishead (got to love a bit of Portishead)
Driving With The Brakes On - Del Ametri
Across The Universe - The Beatles (another on the list for my funeral - love love this song)
Heaven Help Me - EBTG (again!)
The World Is Stone - Cyndi Lauper
They Dance Alone - Sting
I did say I have eclectic taste in music (Mr D insists that means it's a mix of good & shit). An unusual mix I'll admit but the odd gem in there.
Just in case you need a good cry.