From the album "Love, Peace And Fuck"
And so the number one spot goes to the only group to feature twice on this countdown, with a track from the very same album. This truly was the year I rediscovered Brain Donor…
Like “Odin’s Gift To His Mother”, this is presented at an ungodly volume. Unlike it, this is snappy and no-nonsense, performed at pace, replete with enough lyrics to comfortably fill it and, crucially, has a rock ‘n’ roll swagger that makes it less testosterone-flavoured than its aforementioned album-mate. It’s an earworm in the “Wrath Of Khan” sense: an absolute head-wrecker, that is tight and demented and makes me wish I was a bouncier person in general, and could summon the energy for a living-room-wrecking bout of limb-flailing and shouting “YEAH!!!” and “WHOOO!!!”.
But that’s not very me, really. So perhaps best not, eh?
Is it my favourite song ever? No. It’s bloody good though, a worthy annual winner, a safe pair of hands for the crown. But it got me thinking: what IS my favourite song ever? The answer is “96 Tears” by ? And The Mysterians, with an honourable mention for “Search And Destroy” by Iggy And The Stooges. But I’ve been in off-cycles for those songs; you can’t overdo it, or the magic is gone. I can see me retiring “She Saw Me Coming” in a month or two, so as not to empty that particular bottle of its precious lightning.
So if this isn’t my favourite song ever, then can I pinpoint why it’s my most listened-to song of the year? Well I think it has become, essentially, my entrance theme – the unofficial nation anthem of me.
It’s my go-to song any time I can’t seem to get out of bed, or I’m genuinely scared to leave my flat, or I’ve got an hour to do three hours’ worth of work, or I need to do another five minutes of cardio to be able to look at myself in the mirror without shame, or M. Bison just will not go down at the end of a hard-fought World Warrior tournament. It helps me tap into the parts of me that work the best, and the parts that everyone likes, and be able to be that version of me for just a little bit when I don’t feel like I can.
It’s not a cure-all, but it certainly makes things seems more achievable; and that’s about the best compliment I can pay any song. It has been a dizzying 2018, and this song has been its overriding soundtrack, cutting through the funk, confusion and uncertainty and keeping me livid, electric and alive all the way.
And that’s that! In closing I’d like to say “listen to Retrospecticus.” And a Merry Christmas to all of you at home!