It’s time to play fuck, marry, or kill! But instead of celebrities or characters, we’re going to have to choose between songs with the same name or theme.
I love YA. Anyone who’s ever said hello to me, seen my bursting bookshelves or gone to a book signing where I’m the oldest one there without a tween in tow, knows that.
Oh, now that this column is firmly in the ’90s, it has already become difficult for me to narrow down my song choices. 1992 was a fantastic year for music. Get in:
1985 had a lot of truly awful and cheesy pop songs, friends, but never fear – we still have ten excellent songs to celebrate this week. Also, I may or may not become overly fixated on everyone’s hair.
Since we’ve reached the end of my ongoing Alphabet Soup column, I’ve spent some time considering how I might continue to satisfy my musical list-making urges. I wanted something with a nice round number, something that keeps giving me the chance to talk about music I love, rather than what is “important.” Sometimes, love and […]
Just maybe, just maybe, The Letter J might feature a lot of my favorite songs that start with the word “Just.” What? That’s JUST how it is. *ahem*
Somewhat predictably, this week, I’ve a lot of songs that start with the word “I” or its variants, but that’s all right. I is for “I love these songs.”
(Alphabet Soup is an ongoing column in which I write glorified love letters to my favorite songs for each letter of the alphabet.) While making my list, I set some arbitrary rules: five songs listed only in the order that they occur to me, no repeats of artists within the five songs, but with a […]
It’s also Friday the 13th, which, for half-assed superstitious people like myself, means I was sure something shitty was going to happen all day, while being self-aware enough to hate myself for thinking it.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my college years recently, and how I met our beloved Sally J. (We were wearing the same Cure T-shirt on the first day of orientation.) We’ve been great friends ever since.