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Playlist Progress

I’m nearly there naming all 26 alphabet playlists. I wanted to share with you my 80’s playlist which isn’t actually part of the alphabet playlist (yet) but spawned from a fun night on facebook with new and old friends throwing out their fav 80’s tunes. The plan for the 80’s playlist is to morph into the N spot – Nine – this is me in Grade Nine, which will me more of an early high school playlist of late 80’s tunes.

But for now here is the playlist that I call ‘Pynx’ after the all-ages night club I went to and heard some of these songs for the first time!

Alphabetical Order of course!!

ABC – Poison Arrow
Alphaville – Forever Young
Animotion – Obsession
Asia – Heat of the Moment
The Bangles – Hazy Shade of Winter
The Beastie Boys – She’s Crafty
The Beastie Boys – Girls
Blondie – One Way or Another
Bonnie Tyler – I need a Hero
Bonnie Tyler – Total Eclipse of the Heart
Bootsauce – Masterstroke

Bow Wow Wow – I want Candy
Boys Don’t Cry – I Wanna Be a Cowboy
Bronski Beat – Smalltown Boy
Bruce Springsteen – Born in the USA
Buggles – Video Killed the Radio Star
C&C Music Factory – Gonna Make you Sweat
The Cars – Drive
The Cars – My Bestfriend’s Girl
The Church – Under the Milky Way
Cindy Lauper – True Colours
Cindy Lauper – Time After Time
Cindy Lauper – Girls just Wanna have Fun
Concrete Blonde – Joey
Corey Hart – Sunglasses at night
Cowboy Junkies – Misguided Angel

Crowded House – Don’t Dream it’s Over
Culture Club – Karma Chameleon
The Cure – Pictures of You
The Cure – Just like Heaven
The Cure – Why Can’t I Be You?

Cutting Crew – I Just Died in Your Arms
David Bowie – Heros
Dead or Alive – You Spin Me Round
Debbie Deb – When I hear Music
Deee-Lite – Groove is in the Heart

Depeche Mode – Behind the Wheel
Depeche Mode – People are People
Depeche Mode – Enjoy the Silence
Devo – whip it
Dexy’s Midnight Runners – Come on Eileen
Duran Duran – Rio
Duran Duran – Hungry Like The Wolf
Eddie Murphy – Party all the Time
The English Beat – Mirror in the Bathroom

Eurythmics – Would I Lie to You?
Flashdance – What A Feeling
Footloose – Let’s Hear it for the Boy
General Public – Tenderness

The Go Go’s – Our Lips are Sealed
The Go Go’s – We Got the Beat
Grandmaster Flash – The Message
The Gruesomes – Hey
Heart – Alone
Heart – What About Love
Howard Jones – No one is to Blame
Huevos Rancheros – Get Outta Dodge
In a Big Country – Big Country
Iron Maiden – Run to the Hills
Jackson Five – I Want you Back
Jane Siberry – Mimi on the Beach

Janet Jackson – Nasty
Jefferson Starship – We Built this City
Jesus & Mary Chain – Just Like Honey
Joan Jett – I Love Rock n’ Roll
John Cougar Mellencamp – Jack and Diane\
John Cougar Mellencamp – Crumblin’ Down
John Waite – Missing You
Kate Bush – Running up that Hill
Kim Wilde – Kids in America
Love & Rockets – Ball of Confusion

Madonna – Crazy for you
Martha & the Muffins – Echo Beach
Men At Work – Who can it Be Now
Michael Jackson – Billie Jean
Micheal Jackson – Wanna Be Startin’ Something
Midge Ure – If I was
Midnight Oil – Beds are Burning
Modern English – I’ll Melt with You
Mr. Mister – Broken Wings
Nena – 99 Luftballoons
New Order – True Faith
New Order – Bizzare Love Triangle

New Order – Temptation
Oingo Boingo – Weird Science
Olivia Newton-John – Physical
Pat Benatar – Love is a Battlefield
Patrick Swayze – She’s Like the Wind
Paula Abdul – Rush, Rush
Pet Shop Boys – Always on my Mind
Peter Gabriel – In Your Eyes
Phil Collins – In the Air Tonight
Platinum Blonde – It Doesn’t Really Matter

Platinum Blonde – Not in Love
The Pointer Sisters – Neutron Dance
The Police – Can’t Stand Losing
The Police – Don’t Stand so Close to Me

The Police – Every little Thing She Does is Magic
Prince – Let’s go Crazy
Prince – I would Die 4 U
Prince – Purple Rain
Prince – When Doves Cry
Prince – 1999
Pyschedelic Furs – Heaven
The Pursuit of Happiness – She’s So Young
Queen – Fat Bottomed Girls
REM – Superman
REM – Radio Free Europe

Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock – It Takes Two
Robert Palmer – Addicted to Love
Run DMC – It’s Tricky
Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet – Having an Average Weekend
Sheena Easton – 9 to 5
Sigue Sigue Sputnik – Love Missile F-11
Sigue Sigue Sputnik – 21st Century Boy
Simple Minds – Alive and Kicking
Simply Red – Holding Back the Years
Sinead O’Connor – Mandinka

Slade – Run Run Away
The Smiths – The Queen is Dead
The Smiths – This Charming Man
The Smiths – How Soon is Now?

Soft Cell – Tainted Love
Spandau Ballet – True
The Spoons – Nova Heart
Specials – A Message to Rudy
Split Enz – Romantic Traffic
Sugarcubes – Birthday
Talking Heads – And She Was
Talking Heads – Burning Down the House

Talking Heads – Once in a Lifetime
Tears for Fears – Change
Technotronic – Pump up the Jam
Thomas Dolby – She Blinded Me with Science
Thompson Twins – Hold Me Now
Til Tuesday – Voices Carry
Tina Turner – What’s Love Got to Do with it
Tone Loc – Wild Thing
Tone Loc – Funky Cold Medina
Toto – Africa
Toni Basil – Mickey
U2 – Sunday Bloody Sunday

U2 – With or Without You
Ultravox – Dancing with Tears in My Eyes
Van Halen – Jump
Violent Femmes – Blister in the Sun
Wall of Voodoo – Mexican Radio
Whale – Hobo Humpin Slobo Babe

Wham – Wake Me up Before you Go go
XTC – Dear God
Young MC – Bust a Move

C’est Cheese!

This?  Is a  A Fabulous Fondue of Valentine’s Day Goodness!

Love songs.  You know, the songs you don’t admit to anyone that you know every single lyric to.  The ones you listened to in your cheesiest moments.  Many heard at a high school dance.  Like Zeppelin’s “Stairway”, the songs you danced with your crush to, trying to cop some kind of feel, swaying and being mushy in adolescent  Hollywood romanticized love.

For all my musical snobbery, it amazes me that I was able to collaborate such a list of cheesy goodness.  That once the creative juices started to collectively flow, how many songs – most of them nostalgic in nature – came forward for consideration.  Much gratitude to those that entertained me with their singing of songs and mad research skillz (ahem.. Steel Man…), their like-mindedness in cheese choice (ahem.. Bros…) and their penchant for recruitment from the ones around them (ahem.. Faubert…).  A completely stellar list. Thank you, as always, for the inspiration and aid.

And yes, I know all the words.  Sad.  But true.

This is how we cheese it up for all you gooey gobsters out there.  Sing along.  Just don’t admit that you did it.

A Veritable Vestibule of Valentine’s Vocalization: Top 10 Songs To Guarantee a Cheese-eriffic Valentine’s Day

#10: Wicked Game – Chris Isaak

A song entirely made up of baritone moaning.  90210 made it memorable.  Who didn’t want to be Helena Christensen frolicking in the surf (or to have her frolicking with them)?  How many people made out on the beach to this song in the mid-90s?

#9: My Heart Will Go On – Celine Dion

A shipwreck of a love song.  Oh, yes.  I just said that.  Chest-pounding Celine and some thoroughly cheese-y goo.  It doesn’t get any better.

#8:  I Would Do Anything – Meatloaf

Beauty and.. the Beast?  A classic video that I grudgingly admit I watched religiously while singing along.

#7:  Take My Breath Away – Berlin

Before Tom Cruise lost his mind (and his marriage.. thank you Celeb Gossip…), he was pretty dreamy.  To my pre-teen self.  The original goo.

#6: (Everything I Do) I Do it For You – Bryan Adams

Robin Hood.  Merry Men.  And a song that everyone danced to at a school dance.  Sway along, people.

#5: Love you Like a Love Song – Selena Gomez

It occurred to us that we had a ton of songs from our nostalgic pasts.  Nothing truly new (since I assume we’ve evolved in our taste for cheese to not include overt-lyrical mush).  This is our nod to how the love song has evolved.  It’s a bit pathetic, really.  A ballad for this generation? I’ve mocked this song before, so I won’t ask the obvious question (how does one love like a love song? The answer isn’t all that complimentary…)

#4:  More Than Words – Extreme

The one song we can all sing verbatim without any music in the background.  Who didn’t want to grow their hair and pick up a guitar?

#3: Never Tear Us Apart – INXS

It has been pointed out, multiple times, that when anyone searches for an “us” song, the choice by the masses seems to be this song.  It’s on everyone’s list.  Making it a top contender for the ultimate in cheese.

#2: I Just Called (To Say I Love You) – Stevie Wonder

Who doesn’t love this song?  You don’t have to admit it, we know.  Classic Stevie.

#1: Careless Whisper – WHAM!

There was some debate about whether this was a George Michael song, or a Wham! song.  I’m giving it to Wham! Mostly because it occurred to me that Wham! was the original punctuation-band.  Now I get you Fun-Dot.  Clever boys.  Do you think the sax is what makes the song?  Sax is quite close to the word “sex”.. subliminal message or conspiracy theory about why so many cheesy love songs feature saxes?

Although, this video was provided as an example.. which mocks the hell out of the cheese.  Extremely well played!  I was impressed.  As I so often am when musical meanderings surprise me.  “He doesn’t like George Michael!!! Boo!!”

Of course, while discussing the overt gooey-ness featured above, talks turned to the quote-unquote love songs (insert air quoting here) that you don’t really hate.  The Cure’s Love Song and even Tori Amos’ cover of it.  U2’s “One” (my favourite… this led to talk of White Whales and waiting for a Steel Man and Ice Man to guest blog – a coming attraction that I’ll merely sidenote here for increased interest).  Our Honourable Mentions today go to two “love” songs that we don’t think suck.  Watch these tomorrow when you haven’t had your eyeballs burned out with the vibrant colours of red and pink; you are not reveling in singleton sadness (if you’re the single sort); you are not missing someone or wallowing in the winter of your discontent.  Or even after today when you will not be inevitably mocking the commercial nature of a holiday invented by Hallmark (Google challenge – was it?!).  Might I suggest watching these next two videos with a heaping side dish of discount chocolate (again proving that Feb. 15 is actually a great celebration day – half price chocolate!!) and singing along proudly.

U2 – All I Want

Annie Lennox – Love Song for a Vampire

Happy Heart Day dear readers.  We think you’re pretty awesome Valentines.  (How was that for cheese?!) As always, we want to hear your thoughts!  What cheese are you listening to today?

So Done (2011)

Since we are about to be “so done” with 2011, it was suggested to me that I compile a “so done with” list from the preceding year. This is a collaborative effort – things some of my favourite people are “so done” with, along with my own thoughts. A huge shout out to the person who inspired this – a brilliant way to end our year. Equal billing. It’s a tie.

So, here we go. Repeat after me, “I’m so done with…”


Let’s start out with a talk of relevancy. They aren’t. They were. And as a “classic” artist, I’m good with them. One is still one of my all-time favourite songs.

But they have gotten a bit self-indulgent in their advanced age. The “concept” album with Lou Reed? Disastrous. Worst thing I’ve heard in a while. And I’m the girl who has had some of the worst bands send me music to listen to over the course of the last year.


I’m sure I could Wikipedia the difference between the two (note: I did. I get it now. My thoughts still stand). But it was asked of me during one of many music talks, what’s the difference? When Crazy is played on the radio it is introduced as a song by Gnarles Barkley. When Fuck You (I refuse to radio edit here, people. Deal with it.) is introduced it’s by Cee Lo Green. It’s the same fucking person singing!

Not to mention both songs are high on the suckage list and I abhor a song that was written as a “pop” song, then promptly changed and radio edited to be “Forget you” like the world didn’t know it was originally “Fuck You.” Dumbest song of the year award.

An excellent point of heroic proportion. I can’t even take credit. And how I laughed when this was discussed. So, while I’m done with radio edits and irritating pop songs, I’m not done with the ardent mocking of them. Not even close.


Months ago, we discussed how the use of cowbell salvaged this song. Until it was played 6225 times on the radio and I was subjected to a once-hot Anthony Kiedis sporting a 70s porn-‘stache (and it wasn’t even Movember).

Cowbell can’t save it. The song is annoying. Please see previous comment on relevancy.


I still maintain the PJ20 and Nirvana tributes this year were totally deserved.

However, I still maintain the U2 documentary was useless. A documentary of the anniversary of their 8th studio album. Hello bandwagon, I’d like to jump on you now.


(Okay, it’s a Slayer concert video – I was in a time crunch, it was the first one I found that adequately shows why I hate big venue – mock it up)

Miles from the stage, how can anyone really appreciate the music? Festivals, I get. Blissed out on the grassy knoll. Watching a Jumbo-screened version of a band you didn’t know existed until you heard their song 365 times on the radio and became a “fan” (you were the person who would buy an album for one track, weren’t you? Admit it. It’s okay. I was like that. In 1992.)

I suffer from Small Venue Snobbery. Don’t brag at me because you’re going to the ACC to see Black Keys with thousands of other band wagon jumpers. Let me know when you’ve got something good.


(Harvard Sailing Team’s Hipster Playlist – thanks to Lila for sharing!)

I was a music snob. If it wasn’t indie, I wasn’t listening. I mocked radio. Until I noted (or, rather, I was corrupted to notice) that The Edge (102.1, yes, I have to live stream it at home) had moved back to a more indie-alternative vibe. Hollerado. Hey Rosetta. City and Colour (Dallas Green.. clever point-out Sean B. I’m smarter now. As I was when handed the tidbit about Alexis on Fire and S.B’s tie-in.. love coincidences when they happen coincidentally. That was a great day….). Among so many others. Of course, there are days I seriously question who is programming Edge. Nickelback and Eminem? Metallica? As Sean B. said, “when did (they) become alternative?!”. A fair point. But Edge does more for exposing great local music than it harms with the odd playing of “Home for a Rest” (no, really, I get Canadian Content rules, but, really?!).

So there. I was schooled. Let go of the snobbery. Just a bit. It makes sharing that much more exciting.


Some gems from 2011:

“I love you like a love song, baby.” (Selena Gomez, Love you Like a Love Song)

No. Really? You want to love me like an overly insipid and dramatic pop song, overplayed and overdone by a teenager? Gotcha. Sign me up.

“Kicking in the front seat; Sitting in the back seat; Got to make my mind up; Which seat can I take?” (Rebecca Black, Friday)

Dude, I don’t care which seat you take. As long as you sit there with your mouth shut and never sing again. Worst case of viral marketing gone awry I’ve ever seen. When bad music gets good press. (and by good press, I mean lots of it because it was so bad).

“Take me by the tongue; And I’ll show you (uh); Kiss me ’till you’re drunk; And I’ll show you; All the moves like Jagger.. “ (Maroon 5, Moves like Jagger)

What does this even mean? Is it masochistic? You’re bragging that you move like an old, slightly irrelevant rock star past his prime that is still grinding away? I did say sign me up, right? Good.

“You’re so supersonic; Wanna feel your powers; Stun me with your lasers; Your kiss is cosmic; Every move is magic.” (Katy Perry, E.T.)

Katy Perry kissed a girl and is now going on about alien love. I want whatever it is she’s smoking.

“Today I don’t feel like doing anything; I just wanna lay in my bed; Don’t feel like picking up my phone; So leave a message at the tone; ‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything.” (The Lazy Song, Bruno Mars)

You know what I don’t feel like doing? Ever hearing this incredibly stupid song ever again. Thank you Bruno Mars. You feel lazy and now I feel dumber. Much appreciated.

“All-all these girls they like my swagger; They callin’ me Mick Jagger; I be rollin; like a Stone; Jet-setter jet-lagger; We ain’t messin with no maggots.” (The Time (Dirty Bit), Black Eyed Peas)

First – what is it with Jagger showing up in songs this year? Secondly, thank you for bastardizing my nostalgia Fergie and crew with your insipid pop crap. Thirdly, I don’t like messin’ with no maggots either. So you got me there.

“That badonkadonk is like a trunk full of bass on an old-school Chevy; Seven tray donky donk; All I need is some vodka and some shonky-tonk; And watch she gon’ get Donkey Kong.” (On the Floor, Jennifer Lopez)

Okay, granted it was Pitbull who mouthed this drivel, not J. Lo. But she allowed it in her song. And I don’t know what shonky-tonk is, but apparently you need it and the vodka in copious amounts to decipher this shit. Goes directly into the “What the fuck” file.

“She gave me, 7 minutes in Heaven, 7 minutes in Heaven; I spent 7 minutes in a motel with her; I’ve been to Heaven but I’m going to; Going to Hell; She’s comin’ with me I can tell.” (School Boy Humor, 7 Minutes in Heaven)

First of all, I had no idea this band existed. Until they sent me their music because of the blog. Secondly, they’re young. I think they need some advice. So here it is, from me to you: Honey, 7 minutes in a motel with her? That’s it? 7 whole minutes? And you think that’s Heaven?! The naivete is adorable, really. There might be some girls who would welcome a 7 minute “fest” with these boys, but I suspect that the Hell descriptor is more accurate for any girl who got her 7 minutes with them. And I suspect that if all they can provide is 7 minutes, they very likely don’t have a clue if she’s coming with them or not. And my guess is on the “not”. Psst. It’s not brag-worthy. Especially in a song. It is like a musical confession of sexual ineptitude disguised as scrub bragging. Which would be funny if it wasn’t so sad.


You know the lists. Hell, I’m a huge fan of them (thank you High Fidelity). The list. The quintessential run-down by a person who just can’t choose one.

I love these lists. But only when the number one choice has me nodding in agreement. Or even grudgingly admitting it’s a decent and worthy choice. But when the choice, as it so often is, is ridiculous, I am SO DONE. It is the epitome of time suckage – you’ve spent hours listening and agreeing and arguing spots with like-minded friends. Only to get to number one and shout out an incredulous “What the fuck?!”

Edge just did this with their Top 102 songs of 2011. Number one? Really?! On January 1st go read the list and see if you don’t have the same kind of “what the fuck” moment. You will. The only amusement I felt at discovering the number one choice tonight (after hours of listening diligently) was a morbid amusement at knowing that there are some people in particular who will find out what the number one song of 2011 is claimed to be and will loathe it. I don’t revel in their loathing, but rather at the picture of the reaction because I know exactly what they’ll say and exactly how they’ll say it. And I know they’re completely right (because we’re super smart). It was a terrible choice.


So, that’s it. Things I’m So Done with from 2011. What I’m not So Done with? Sharing music. Enjoying the corruption of a more popular music world. Enjoying the snobbery I still revel in. Enjoying my musical friends and counterparts thoroughly. Thank you all for sharing this year with me, for teaching me and for letting me impart a bit of my own bias and knowledge on you. Thank you for the continued inspiration. It means the world.

To Lila – thank you for being my partner in crime, my musical confidante, my concert friend and the girl who took my Rstar virginity and started my year off with an amazing adventure – one that set the pace for my year. I couldn’t ask for a better friend to have shared my music with this year.

To 2012. Play it well and play it loud. Sing along loudly, share the music and listen when people share back – you never know what you’ll end up discovering. Even about yourself. Happy New Year!

 ~ Betty Beat. xoxo

20 Years Later – Don’t Remind Me…

What came first? The Nirvana Nevermind 20 year remembrance or Pearl Jam’s PJ20? Whichever, it doesn’t really matter, seeing as I found both albums illustrated a movement in time and a style of music that translated through fashion and lifestyle. Both iconic. Both worth remembering. Kudos.

However, colour me shocked when, a couple of weeks ago, I hear how U2 is jumping on the 20-year-bandwagon with a documentary and PR campaign for Achtung Baby. U2’s seventh (yes, seventh) studio album. An album fairly inconsequential and background noise in comparison to those that began a Seattle Grunge era. But From the Sky Down isn’t about us or the time it came out during. It’s about them. Their change as a band during the recording of the album. Yet another documentary from them (*cough* Rattle and Hum, circa late-80s *cough * ). Yawn. It is just me, or does the whole thing seem a bit… self-serving?

Which isn’t to say I hate U2. Or even the album. I fairly enjoy the song “One” (side note: accolades to the one who reminded me to not trash that song along with the rest.. kind of like not tossing out the baby with the bathwater, to coin a really bad cliché. A fair point. Nicely played.).

What I loathe is a desperate ploy to remain relevant. There wasn’t anything noteworthy about the album. Decent, sure. But it wasn’t iconic the way Ten or Nevermind were. It was solid, mainstream pop. Why can’t that be enough and leave it in the nostalgic memories of the 30-somethings that will hear “Mysterious Ways” and remember how cool they found it in Grade 10? Why the bandwagon jump?

As one who grew up having her music tastes formed by the likes of Cobain, Vedder, Staley, Cornell, et al, U2 was removed from the vibe of the decade. They sang nice songs that played well on the radio. Pretty music that sometimes struck a chord. Not something I want to dwell on as a changing force in music during the late 80s and 90s. Again, is this album truly relevant in comparison?

In the spirit of pop-y 90s goodness, I have my own offering: Top 5 Songs I Won’t Overdose on Nostalgia For. Also known as, “Here are some songs I will mock myself for knowing the words to.”

#5: Time, Love and Tenderness, Michael Bolton

Oh, early 90s. The time when it was okay to see a long haired mullet on a balding man, in tight jeans crooning to millions of… wait. Did anyone really listen to this? I remember it on the radio. Hell, I can even sing the words, but did anyone really admit to being a Michael Bolton fan even when he was popular? It was mock-worthy then. The only documentary I want to see will be entitled, “I’m Still Balding”.

#4: OPP – Naughty By Nature

It was one of my first CD’s I ever purchased (along with Temple of the Dog.. actually, that is kind of ironic and funny). It played at every high school dance I attended. Many, many young white boys wearing embarrassingly baggy pants, doing the “pee dance” and occasionally being brave enough to attempt some Kid N’ Play moves.

It goes along with those multicoloured jeans I loved to wear – best left in a bag which was sent to Goodwill 10 years later. Given away with a wave and a small embarrassed smile that I ever owned either of you.

#3: I Wanna Sex You Up – Color Me Badd

Hmm. Colour IT Bad. Perhaps they were the pioneers of the Boy Band. Except they weren’t really boys. They were a bit more like pervvy old men. Only to teen girls they had pretty voices (which I’m certain weren’t really theirs, but courtesy of computer enhancements…), pretty clothes and looked pretty dancing ’round. And the song used the word, “sex”. Which I’m sure made my 14 year old self giggle a bit in her head.

And all of that made one forget completely how terrible the song really was. Blame the hormones.

Honourable Mention here goes to Gerardo for being able to pull off the same feat, but as a solo act. And in Spanish. With about triple the cheese factor.

#2: Shiny, Happy People – REM

A song so insipid and full of innate goo that even Michael Stipe refused to sing it ever again.

But, hey. The B52s chick sang along. And it was featured on Sesame Street. It must have been a classic.

And not one of us got that the whole thing was ironic. So cute. Not so smart.

#1 Groove is in the Heart – Dee Lite

My fashion icon circa 1991. I wanted to be her. Dress like her. Babydoll dresses, big shoes and lots of 60s retro and bold colours. More than the others, this song actually holds a lot of memories for my first year of high school.

But like any good one-hit wonder of the year and any short-lived fashion trend, it is a song best left in my memory and for the days I leaf through old photos and wonder just what the fuck I was thinking. More like a year-long acid trip. A good one, no doubt, but one that does not bear repeating. Ever.

Hit us up with all your other 1991 classics, people. We want the cheese.

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