Friday, 2 April 2010

Albums that mean something to me...

1. Vanessa Carlton – Harmonium

2. Belle and Sebastian – The Life Pursuit

3. The Kooks – Inside Out

4. How I Became The Bomb – Let’s Go

5. Delta Goodrem – Mistaken Identity

6. Bond - Born

7. Joan As Policewoman – Real Life

8. High School Musical 3 – Senior Year

9. Garden State Soundtrack

10. CSS - Cansei De Ser Sexy

Vanessa Carlton’s ‘Harmonium’ is my lucky gem. I asked for it for Christmas one year, knowing I probably wouldn’t get it; the record was quite obscure. So opening it up on Christmas morning is just one of those moments I’ll never forget. The track ‘Half a week before the winter’ showcases Carlton’s earthy voice; the use of twinkling harps, arpeggiated piano patterns and the delicate oboe along the top all altogether remind me of winter; I’d play that song and look out my bedroom window at the snow settling on the ground; even the grimmest of back lanes can be made beautiful when coated with snow.


I first heard of Belle and Sebastian in school; I was reading a series of books, and the main character used to listen to Belle and Sebastian records, and I thought, ‘that band sounds really kooky’. I bought ‘The Life Pursuit’ having not heard any other stuff. Now I adore the band. It’s not their best album, but it was the first one I bought, and that rush of anticipation still gets me every time I listen to it.



The Kooks’ ‘Inside Out’ is a record bursting with nostalgia. I was in college at the time, my friend Holly and I would listen to this album and joke that we knew it ‘inside-out’, yes, it wasn’t a funny joke, but itmade us laugh. Luke Pritchard’s simple yet edgy voice, along with his intricate guitar picking all help make for a listen which is as raw as a knee scuffed on the first day of school.



How I became The Bomb aren’t well known, I saw them quite randomly in a bar in Huddersfield. When I drove back home for the summer, I played this in the car; there’s something quite exhilarating screaming the words "Fat girls talk about cardio, oh oh oh" at 70mph on the motorway, no seriously, it’s the ideal bitchty-girls therapy session. A good rant record; ‘you think you’re so much better than me’ is another one.


Ever since I was about 14 I was addicted to watching Neighbours. My addiction got so bad I made several 'Best Of' videos where I'd tape an episode and clip the best bits...you get the jist. It was on hereI first was introduced to Delta Goodrem, who played my favourite character, Nina Tucker.

After leaving Neighbours, Goodrem suffered from Hodgkins Lymphoma, and, for one reason or another, I sympathised with her, probably because my health wasn't too well during that period also. Mistaken Identity reflects on the pain and suffering. It is dark, mysterious, and at times so heart-achingly tragic. The lyrics, "I was always walking one step ahead, or so I thought until the monster crawled into my bed" really struck a chord with me. I liked the way Delta personified cancer, she really tried to explain to her fans exactly what that period of her life was like. I could go on for hours about Delta Goodrem, but I'll save it for a rainy day...

I saw Joan As Policewoman at a Guillemot’s gig, and I just couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She played a glittery acoustic violin, and it was there and then I began my on/off lesbian affair with this girl. ‘Real Life’ takes several listens to get to grips with, but like the best cream cakes and cherryade, they may give you a long-standing ulcer, but right now it’s exactly what Dr Fiction ordered by the bucket load.




It’s hard to choose a favourite among the High School Musical albums, but I’ve settled on the third one. Oh the decisions in life we have to make!

People can laugh and turn their noses up, but I don’t care, I’m proud of my music tastes; I don’t hide my HSM bedcovers when my boyfriend comes round nor am I ashamed of using my HSM cups, notepads, underwear set, oops... did I just share too much? Anyway, aside from my eternal love for Zac Efron, this is an inspirational and happy-go-lucky album; the one record that you should always be able to rely on to make life taste a little more like sprinkled sugar on top.

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