Thursday, March 22, 2007

MM on random tunes and fantastical places....

As regular MM readers will know I have a penchant for Lidl caviar. Whilst stocking up this weekend, wandering down the day glow aisles with a fuzzy head and desire to be somewhere else, anywhere else actually, I had my Ipod set to shuffle. Surrounded by screaming kids, trolleys ramming my ankles and a plethora of signs proclaiming of Lidl offers ‘that’s cheap’ the shuffle skipped to ‘Higher than the Sun’ by Primal Scream. A truly great song this is a tune I’ve listened to in some seriously special places – the Great Thar Desert at sunset and the ruins of Tikal at dawn spring to mind. It occurred to me that shopping in Lidl was as far removed from Bobby Gillespie’s original vision as could be possible. But in a way, maybe it was everything he was trying to preach;

“My brightest stars my inner light, let it guide me…….I’m floating in a space free of time, I find a higher state of grace in my mind…... I’ve glimpsed I have tasted, fantastical places, my soul’s an oasis, higher than the sun…..”

Maybe Bobby might actually be proud to think that no matter how mundane things get, in my mind I’m still living the dream!

All of which got me to wondering – where have you been when a totally out of context or inappropriate song has provided a soundtrack to the moment? Answers in a comment please (remember you don’t need to sign up to comment, but please identify yourself)…….. I’ll set the ball rolling; a family in Sri Lanka invited me to a lovely crab curry dinner. Thoughtfully they played on a loop the only English record they had - ‘Like a Rhinestone cowboy’. At first this was mildly amusing but soon became extremely tedious. Being the polite well raised young man that I am I did not complain, however it ran so long that it mercifully became amusing once more. Over to you.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

In a hotel 'disco' in Luang Prabang while a Laotian hired gun with a casio pumped out the most high pitched redition of Harry Nillson's Without You. " I can't liiiiiiiiiivvvvvvveeeeeee!". - CSF

Anonymous said...

Once, whilst trying to prolong an afternoon drinking session, I ended up in a rundown east london pub (for profesional drinkers only) Apparantly it was 'Happy Hour'. on the jukebox: 'Nothing Compares to you' by Sinead O'Conner, happy indeed.
On the upside, when i first moved to Spain, i was in dia (Spanish equivalent of Lidl) and they were playing Born in the Usa by Bruce Springsteen - the whole album. class.

Anonymous said...

Michael Bolton. Full blast. Pizza Hut. Portugal.

Great days.