I’ve been very much into the oldies wave recently – even more so than usual. I guess it’s more about the non-commital lyrics and repetitive melody that allows me easy concentration when I write.
Contrary to popular belief, it is extremely hard to find a decent playlist for writing. You’d think that lyric-less artistes like Pacific Moon, Lorena McKennit and (my personal favourite) Secret Garden, would aid in better focus; but no, quite the opposite.
It’s easy to get caught up in their New-Agey vibe that gives your eyes that faraway misty look. I’ve caught myself on many an occasion Elizabeth Bennet-like, fantasising myself atop a countryside hill, especially along to the soundtrack of Liz On Top of the World.
As such, I just find it easier to go along with the musical current that is my dad’s legacy – The Old and Golds from the 70’s all through the 80’s, with a soupcon of 60’s Gene Pitney and a dash of Fred Astaire from the 40’s. (Though I’m very much partial to Sinatra’s version of I Won’t Dance, ever since I watched What Women Want)
Plus, with Spotify’s ingenious ‘Spotify Wrapped’ marketing technique, which recaps your most-listened-to songs of 2017 and popular listening habits (some scary A.I they’ve got there), it’s easy to conclude my top few oldie offences:
Reminiscing – Little River Band
Remember that one scene from The Middle where Frankie (Patricia Heaton) was singing to this song and practically crying from the nostalgia? My all-time favourite scene that didn’t include Brick (Atticus Shaffer).
Key Largo – Bertie Higgins
This got me interested in the love story between Bogart and Bacall, and it made me wonder if true love actually survived with age gaps that vast.
Easy Lover – Philip Bailey, Phil Collins
I used to confuse this song with Michael Jackson’s Beat It; the two have very similar tempos. It reminds me of Bond and Severine’s meet-cute in Skyfall.
On and On – Stephen Bishop
The most poetic verse I’ve ever fallen in love with:
Sits alone in the moonlight
Saw his woman kiss another man
So he takes a ladder
Steals the stars from the sky
Puts on Sinatra and starts to cry
Jackie Blue – The Ozark Mountains
I was surprised how contemporary this sounded, especially since it bore such similarities to The Charlatans’ Blackened Blue Eyes. Plus, the switch between the minor verses and the major chords felt seamless, not like the hodge-podge crapula that Indie songs attempt at.