CD Amsterdam
the players:
ganz
oats
f
the scene:
a bar
the topic:
the world's most depressing, tear-inducing songs
the conclusion:
let's make a CD compilation of them! what FUN!
we've thrown ourselves into the task with RELISH. and a couple of CRACKERS have emerged along with the usual suspects. please proffer your suggestions. and be sure anyone joining Alberto and I for New Year will be subjected to it if they are careless enough to get up before 10 a.m.
10 comments:
"And now we've come to the end of the road,
And I can't let gooooooooooo......"
You know it's got to be in there, or...errr....maybe not.
errrrrrrrrrrrrrr............
well ireena, those were the good times, the happy days.
mrs. cleaver -- midget latin teacher
annie hall -- hills road film society
ah yes
Yes, like the sea I think. So alive!
Anyhoo, on a serious note- call me cliche girl if you will but can I suggest Hallelujah (original L.Cohen version though I think).
FAB song but surely famous blue raincoat is more wrist-slitting inducing?
Live from Amsterdam! PLEEEEASE burn me a copy. Great idea.
the moldie oldies section:
-Patsy Cline - Why Can't He Be You?
-Dionne Warwick - Walk on By (I'll cop you Isaac Hayes, too, might be sadder)
-Roy Orbison - Crying (trite, but.)
-Led Zeppelin - D'Yer Mak'er
and in the power ballad category:
-Def Leppard - Love Bites
and in the guilty pleasures category, this one actually got me through a breakup, so:
-Jewel - Dreams
Oooo- nice choices. But if we are going for truly wrist-slitting depressive-ness, I'd also add probably anything from Nebraska by the Springsteen or possibly even the Ghost of Tom Joad (those poor, poor Mexican migrants).....
OK. LOVE THE BOSS
but call me banal
but am seeing
smiths
cure
radiohead
cohen
erm.
tori amos, 1000 oceans
nina simone, ne me quitte pas
and yes. officially we have a flatline.
i want crashing double decker buses dammit
Leonard, Leonard, Leonard, we love him. I'm with Oats on the Famous Blue Raincoat. I shall be there at NY but aim not to have gone to bed by 10am. I expect you to be still up with me, weeping gently into our grappa...
darling are you mixing me and oats again? pod=crowbar=jackson
oats=sxg-=ghieth
oh hell. it's all the same. was thinking alost a spot of DAMIEN RICE. and er..
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