Music: Lexi’s Top 10 With a (Licorice) Bullet

Do you play music at home? At work? In the car? I am a massive fan of music in a lot of its guises. Well not death metal. Or pan pipes so much. But other music. Yes! Yes please!

I listen to music whenever I can. If I’m sad, it can play host to my pity party. If I am in a funk, it has the power to rescue me. Happy? And it can propel me to super heights. And after a few sherbets, music can make me robot dance like there’s no tomorrow. But I’m warning you. I like an eclectic mix. From Peabo Bryson to the Bee Gees, the Beatles to the Art of Fighting. I like a diverse lot. Don’t give me flack for liking Roberta Flack.

If I find a song I really, really dig, well I can play it over and over (much to one of my colleague’s disgust). She hates that filthy habit of mine. Hates it. But me? I’m learning the lyrics so I can lip-sync with the best of them.

Let me take you on a merry adventure.  I’ll take you through Lexi’s top 10, with some licorice bullets as an appetiser. Maybe later we’ll work our way up to going out and pounding the dance floor. But only if I’m in bed by 9:30pm. Let’s go!

10. Diamonds and Pearls – Prince   On the back of Prince’s recent tour, well who could go past Diamonds and Pearls. I remember being spellbound by the film clip, all those diamonds and pearls (and BUBBLES – but not the monkey), and the idea that someone would shower me with so much hot lovin’ (but I did not ever really fancy Prince, nope) And those soaring notes? Phwoar. I *may* know someone that used to choreograph little dance routines to this song after school. No. Definitely not me. No. Definitely not.

9. Gangsta – Bel Biv Devoe  Remember how I was rake thin and used to wear Keppers? And an Arrested Development t-shirt? And African hand-beaded necklaces? Nope. Wasn’t me. Defo not me. Just like it was not me pretending I was super-fly and gangsta dancing around at the school disco to Bel Biv Devoe.

8. Mr Wendal – Arrested Development  Speaking of Arrested Development, it was the very first concert I ever went to. My sister took me. And it was so awesome. SO awesome. I remember standing there, age 15, spellbound by their energy and their ridiculous rad-ness. How can you ever collate a top 10 without including them? It’s a mystery people.

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7. Private Lawns – Angus and Julia Stone  I’ve fast-forwarded us a bit. And brought you into now. Or at least a few years ago. I’ve lost the Keppers. I don’t know where my Arrested Development t-shirt is (or my Malcolm X tee). My beaded necklaces all fell apart from over-wear. And right here and now I’m listening to Angus and Julia Stone. On repeat. Anything I can get my hands on. And this one’s a goodie.

6. Breathe Me – Sia  I love Sia. Like love Sia. Love her pre FloRida. An Adelaide girl done good. A powerful voice with beautiful lyrical miracles. If you haven’t ever explored her archives, well you jolly well should.

5. Wuthering Heights – Kate Bush  One day, when you’re bored at work, and everyone else is busy beavering away at their computers, crank this song up and start chiming in to the ‘oh oh oh oh OOOOH’. Guaranteed to get you some attention when you’re feeling a bit deficit.

4. Keep Your Head Up – Ben Howard Don’t tell my husband, but I’m having a wild love affair with Ben Howard. My husband doesn’t know. And neither does Ben. Doesn’t even know I exist. Nope. But if I’m feeling a bit Flat Stanley, I put this song on, and he gives me a pep talk. It’s a no-strings kind of affair. No strings except for his guitar strings.

3. Home – Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros  Whenever I hear this song, I feel completely buoyed and loved up. There ain’t nothing more comforting than the thought of home being where your heart is. Until you spend many nights embroidering the incorrect lyrics onto a cushion for your husband and don’t realise until you’re finished. Not that I did that. Did I?

2. Boys Like You – 360 featuring Gossling When I want to rip the world to shreds, when things aren’t going right, when my computer keeps crashing, or the interwebz are frozen, or I don’t receive any nice mail in the mailbox, I turn up 360 with Gossling. Could there be a better mix of masculine and feminine? The yin and yang of Australian music. And after studying this clip over and over, I’ve decided that I think 360 is a bit of a hottie, and Gossling is an ethereal beauty with honey for a voice.

1.Anything by – Barry Morgan  If you’ve not experienced Barry Morgan in all his gloriousness, please, allow me to introduce you. I defy you to be cross or cranky while watching Barry. He’s a boy-genius.

There ends my Magical Mystery tour top 10 of delights. Hopefully it’s put a spring in your step and a bounce in your stride. And if all else fails, go to track five – remember the oh oh!

What’s top of the pops on your top ten, JustBees?

Pottymouthmama’s Lexi is the Sydney based mother of two rad kidlets. She works, tweets, blogs, pins and is advocate of the robot dance.