Yeah, the dates between entries show there's a story there somewhere, and I plan to tell it one day, but not right now.
So where was I? Oh yeah, the 30-day song challenge that stumped me from day one. They wanted to know my favourite song, but I had to interpret the question, “‘A favourite of mine.’ One of many. No hierarchy among them.”
So now the bastards want to know my least favourite. Christ, weren’t they listening? The least of a group that has no hierarchy?
I like the wording though. It’s not asking the song I hate the most, but the least of my favourites. At least that means I still get to post a song I love.
I’m gonna have to go with this little gem from 1961, Mr. Roy Lee Johnson with "Mr. Moonlight." Catchy little tune, ruined for me by that diabolical Beatles version on the B side of Beatles for Sale like a giant scratch on a vintage Cadillac. To think Johnson’s minimal, tremelo-laden guitar solo was replace by Paul McCartney clamoring away on that fucking church organ like he’s wearing boxing gloves.
So here’s the original version of another one of my favourites (the least of which is still fantastic). Sit back and dig this...
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