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Music! Music! Music!

I loved the overview of the books I read in 2016 so figured I’d do the same with my music – gotta love last.fm for giving music listening stats *grins*

I listened to 347 different artists, and the top ten were:
Good Charlotte
Gary Quinn
Ward Thomas
Jenn Bostic
Raintown
Enya
Holloway Road
Jess and the Bandits
Steve Carlson
Britney Spears

And my most played song of the year was
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I don’t want your 9-5, or anyone to tell me how to live my life!

My music listening and gig going has been dominated over the last couple of years by the UK country scene but this afternoon I’ve found myself going back in time 14 or so years (yikes!) to listen to some Good Charlotte. I can’t even remember the last time I listened to their self-titled debut album but it would seem I’m still word perfect.

And, of course, listening to the music brings back memories. Both good and bad. Thinking about all the people I know, all the people in my life because of this band. The people I met on LJ, through fandom, through chat rooms and message boards. The people I met in queues. A few people I wish I could forget but at the same time were an important part of my life. The people I’ve lost touch with but who I still find myself remembering and wondering what they’re doing.

Good Charlotte were the first band I ever road-tripped for. The first band I ever followed around the country for a week to go to every date on a tour for. The first band I was ever front row centre on the barrier for.

My car – Lotte – yup, she’s named after Good Charlotte. Fuck, she’s actually signed by them – and that tour in 2007 getting her signed was so much ridiculous fun. It started as a joke, first night of the tour before the gig, all the emo kids were getting stupid shit like shoes and towels signed and I jokingly asked Joel to sign my car. He just laughed. But Benji grinned and hopped over the security bar (freaking their security guy out) and signed her. Inside of my door, ‘drive safe’ and a big heart. And then getting the rest of the band to sign her too. Deano and Paul both just… wandering away from the venue to where I’d parked (which was usually like just the other side of the tourbus – but still!)

I’m trying to find words to make sense of some of these gig memories but it’s… it’s so hard to describe the awesome of the interaction I used to get from Joel on stage. Feeling so overwhelmed the first time I met them that I sat on the curb and CRIED. How amazing it feels like when Billy’s incredulous that you’re at another gig. Deano’s hugs. The way Benji would make sure I was still on my feet at the end of each gig – and he’d always check with Chel and not just met. Paul failing to throw a pick at me and instead just… giving it to me after the gig. I’ve got guitar picks and drumsticks and set lists and signed tickets and pictures and pictures and pictures.
I’m wondering where the pictures are.

I remember winning tickets for the launch party for Chronicles Of Life & Death at Alton Towers. I found out the night before and literally called my boss from the road ‘Hi, John, remember that Good Charlotte competition I was talking about in work yesterday? Well, I won and I’m on my way up the M1 to Staffordshire and I’ll be back in work tomorrow!’

I hate that my body doesn’t let me do this anymore. I used to be able to drive between cities for a week, getting just a few hours kip, then being front row, centre, on the barrier. Crutches at my feet, enough strength in my upper body to hold myself up on the barrier. Then repeating it every night.
Their gigs aren’t the same anymore. I tried. But – and it sounds stupid – I wasn’t enjoying myself when I couldn’t be on the barrier. Being a good disabled llama and sitting on the balcony… All I could think was how much fun it used to be down there.

This trip down memory lane is making me grin like crazy. And there’s tears – happy and sad. And I had forgotten how much love. HOW MUCH LOVE I have for these boys from Maryland and their pop punk music. It didn’t save my life by any means, but it certainly changed it in ways I never imagined possible.

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Any Dream Will Do!

My inner eight-year old was in HEAVEN tonight. And, to be fair, thirty-four year old me had one hell of a good time? Why, you ask? WELL tonight I went to see Jason Donovan in concert, at Birmingham Symphony Hall. I had pretty shitty seats, to be honest, way up in the nosebleeds BUT having said that, I had a pretty unrestricted view and being a symphony hall the acoustics were fantastic.

I was very nervous before going. I was going on my own, to a venue I didn’t know and to see an artist I’d never seen before. I also think I’ve got very spoiled by going to these little gigs where I know everyone because completely different feel. I got adopted by this couple who were there for their anniversary and we just got talking, as you do and when I was saying how the first record I ever got was Jason, she stopped and blinked and was all ‘how old are you?’. She was in her 50s!

The support act were SHITE. I suppose the best thing about being so far up/back is no pretending to like a crap support. Some X-Factor reject Rnb acappella girl group. Who couldn’t decide what key to sing in. Or what tune to follow. Or what dance routine to do.
I never knew Purple Rain could sound so BAD!

Jason pretty much exploded onto stage and it was amazing. He looks SO much like his dad and while, no, he doesn’t have the best singing voice he knows how to use it and to work the crowd. It was a Ten Good Reasons/Greatest Hits gig and I genuinely knew every word to every song. And HOW the hell is Ten Good Reasons 25 years old? It was in two halves with an intermission in the middle – how civilized! The first half was Greatest Hits and then the second half was Ten Good Reasons. And you should have heard the place ERUPT to the opening of Too Many Broken Hearts. I will admit to some tears of squee and joy at a couple of places.

Me and the couple next to me were singing loudly and badly all the way through and on our feet and dancing. It was exhausting and fantastic and AMAZING!

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My month in music – March 2016

I did this last month and found it pretty interesting, so am going to try and make it a semi-regular thing.

According to my last.fm stats, my 10 most listened to artists in March 2016 are:
Britney Spears
Raintown
Enya
Gary Allan
Guns N’ Roses
Hannah Montana
Heart
Claydon Connor
Jack Johnson
Paramore

… I’m not even sure I should be admitting to some of those *side-eyes list* But anyway, we have pop, country, new age, hard rock, disney, classic rock and pop punk.

And my most played track of the month?

What have you been listening to lately?

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My Month in Music

I’ve always had incredibly eclectic taste in music. In fact, if you asked my Natalie she’d happily tell you that my music tastes have multiple personality disorder! It’s true, really. I probably do have about 4, if not 5, different people’s worth of music taste.

I’m not trying to say that this is bad. Just an observation about the fact it can get pretty damn weird.

So out of curiousity, I poked at some of last.fm‘s stats and apparently, my 10 most listened to artists in February 2016 are:
5 Seconds Of Summer
Enya
Foxboro Hot Tubs
Raintown
Florida Georgia Line
Five Finger Death Punch
Five For Fighting
Gary Quinn
Spice Girls
Forever The Sickest Kids.
We have there pop/punk, new age, punk, country, southern rock, metalcore, alternative rock and 90s pop… And, apparently February was brought to you by the number 5 and the letter F!

And my most played track of the month?


I don’t even know LMFAO

What have you been listening to lately?

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Music Music Music

I’m working from home today because I had a doctors appointment this morning. The coughing from the flu is really pinging my asthma so I went down to get it looked at. Spent a little time on a nebuliser and have another three days worth of oral steroids.
UGH!

Working from home on payday actually seems to mean: AND NOW CASSIE BUYS ALL THE GIG TICKETS!

So. Um. The next couple months now looks something like
January 30 Gary Quinn @ Gullivers, Manchester

March 08 Gary Quinn, Luke & Mel and Raintown @ 229, London
March 11-13 C2C @ 02 London
March 22 Emma Stevens @ Robin 2, Bilston
March 26 Day out at the British Museum, London
March 28 Dexeter @ Castle Hotel, Manchester

April 28 Jess & the Bandits and Luke & Mel @ Oobleck, Birmingham

May 11 Jason Donovan @ Symphony Hall, Birmingham

I’m also very tempted with

April 23 – 24 Wales Comic Con – depending on who they announce
April 30-May 1 East Midlands Comic Con – Torri Higginson, Rainbow Sun Francks & Pauly McGillion

Oooh I’m all excited. I love having gigs planned… it makes me feel like me!