Singing Songs

Strange observation of the week and absolutely nothing to do with computers, so look away now if you're expecting that kind of thing.

I have an iPod with me containing the music that I usually listen to in the car, but I haven't used it once since leaving home. On it's own, that's hardly strange. However, for some reason I've been singing away to myself all week. All types of songs that I haven't heard for years and definitely with an English rock music bias. (David Bowie? I don't even listen to him normally, so why Space Oddity?) It's not something I'd normally do, so it's been bothering me why I've suddenly turned in to a walking jukebox. I've arrived at the conclusion that it's something to do with feeling displaced and it's my way of creating a little bit of home in another country.

Which is all just a thinly-veiled invitation for Andy C to suggest this week's play-list. I only hope he knows something I've actually heard before, rather than some obscure Chameleons B-side. The nearest I've managed to his taste in the past fortnight is Transmission which isn't your usual jaunty sing-along (and can I respectfully suggest that HJR shouldn't click that last link - it would only induce a spluttering fit! Sorry Howard, that's 20th Century Rock 'Music' for you ...)