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Day Three Hundred and Sixty-One:  Favourite Songs

For the longest time, since eleventh grade I have had two favourite songs.  I got so sick of answering people with “there are too many” and just chose two that fit me perfectly.  I’ve mentioned them before,

Tiny Dancer by Elton John

America by Simon and Garfunkel

And I am about to add two more to the list, because let us get real here, if you’ve been around me in the past twelve months you’ll probably know who and what I’m about to put, but they cannot be left out, and they contribute to me, strongly.

Gimme Shelter by The Rolling Stones

Starman by David Bowie

And I dig it.  I mean, there are tons of songs.  Songs that I come back to to describe myself, to listen to in the mornings and when I’m trying to cool off.  There are songs that I know I will want at my wedding, to expose my children to, and to drink to in the future.  There are songs that have my name in them, that take the words out of my mouth, and that speak to me directly.  There are songs that I am protective over and wish no one else knew about but everyone would know and just not tell me they did.  There are ongs that I hate but are important to the strong influences in my life so I love them anyway.  There is a Pearl Jam song that I know only for AJ, and a stupid dubset one for my sister.  I break down my music to help me get through life, and my ipod is my little carrier for these things.

The two new additions to my favourite songs are there because every time I hear them I don’t just stop and listen, the world stops and listens.  Actually that’s not true, because I am selfish when it comes to my music, and I wish no one but me ever heard these songs, but when they come on, when I sing them, I get this feeling in my chest like they are MINE.  They KNOW ME.  How can a piece of music know you?  IF you have a favourite song you’ll know.  There are tons of potential favourites, but those four are there for the sole reason that they stand out for me, and that’s just it.

This had to be said for my own mental health.  That is all.

PS I wrote this and then turned on my itunes and I need a special mention because it doesn’t quite fit my favourite songs list, but it’s a song that gets me every time.

Rollin’, Rollin’, Rollin’ by Joel Plaskett

Which, if you want to know, is on my top five most played ever, because I just continue to listen to it over and over.

“I’m yours to keep, oh, won’t you keep me, I’m a keeper.”

 Brilliant.

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