Friday, August 9, 2024

This is my life now: The wake up wake up song




Of course I want the four-year-old to build up her own musical tastes, but we still play all sorts of tunes in the car when we're driving around, and she does pick things up. And even though it was inevitable she was going to dig the 90s britpop tunes I still dig so much, it was still an absolute pleasure to hear her demand the 'wake up, wake up' song on the way to pre-school the other day.

She started with the proper stuff, and was a Jarvis Cocker fan before she was two, and then falling for the cartoon brilliance of the Gorillaz, with Blur being a natural part of that. Even with that track record, it still took me an embarrassingly long time to figure out what she was talking about when she demanded the wake up song, until she came out with those long and strangulated 'weeelllll's.

I also shouldn't be surprised, because 30-somethhing years later, that tune still fucking rips. The call to arms, the evocation of the sheer pleasure of walking around the town to your favourite tune, the lust for life, the fucking balls of the entire enterprise.

I've always felt that Oasis are a great band to sing along to, because you can wail along as much as you like, and you still won't come close to matching Liam's wonderful histrionics. The latest generation are backing up that theory for me, and I'll play that tune anytime she asks. 

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