I am on a plane to Africa with Comic Relief with Annie and Tanya. It is incredibly turbulent and I am wondering what on earth I am doing leaving my family behind to die on a plane. I’m apprehensive heading to a foreign country where life is a million miles from my own life in suburban Nottingham. I discover Jake Bugg, also from Nottingham, via the in flight entertainment system, and when I make it to Ghana alive and meet Comic Relief’s team, I also discover he made music at a Comic Relief funded project in Nottingham. Love it when things come full circle.
Suburban 30 something mum to two me, and Jake Bugg have little in common, but a couple of the lyrics still resonated.
‘I got out I got out I’m alive and I’m here to stay.’
‘Something is changing…’
It was the start of an amazing new chapter in life. The video for Two Fingers, which I just watched for the first time, is set in Nottingham, and at an airport funnily enough…
I don’t know how I am supposed to whittle it down to pick only five tracks, but Kate Takes 5 challenged me to. We haven’t played Listography for ages! So I chose the first five that jumped out at me.
Most of these seem to involve getting on an airplane…
I am 17, in a pub in Munich at Christmas time with the niece of a couple I babysit for in England. Her English is expanding slightly faster than my rubbish German, but it doesn’t matter, we have REM Losing My Religion to sing in lulls in conversation. A wonderful friendship formed in snowy Bavaria to the sounds of Michael Stipe.
‘That’s me in the corner.’ Drunk. 17. In a new city where I don’t understand a word anyone is saying, and still loving it.
‘Oh no. I’ve said too much, I haven’t said enough.’ Etc etc.
Nina Simone is singing about blossom on the tree, fish swimming, but Nina never gets to Feeling Good sadly, as I am too impatient and march into the room before the song really kicks in. I am getting married!
I’m eating Greek salad on a cliff top, overlooking olive trees and the sunset with Mr A. Dirty Vegas, Days go by…and still I think of YOU. The most incredible Greek salad…and Mr A of course.
I’m about 16, it’s a glorious day, Glastonbury is all sun kissed straw fields, I’ve had a beer and I am dancing round a field with my little brother to Happy by Ned’s Atomic Dustbin. We’re beaming, we can’t quite believe it’s real.
‘We have a house where I’m in your hair, I’ll go spare and leave you happy.’
Wasn’t meant to, but pretty much describes growing up with a sibling…