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This CD was for leeannaray, and her challenge was HAPPINESS. I decided to make a compilation of all the songs I play to make me feel better. You know the kind: you can't help but sing to, you can't help but get up and shake your booty to, the ones you drag everyone in to the LR to listen to.


1. Linus and Lucy, Vince Guiraldi Trio. I don't think of the Snoopy Dance. I think of the twin girls with their hands in the air, swaying their heads side to side. The cool nameless kid with the shoulder shrug, twisty feet dance. Pigpen with his shoulder hunch to the beat. I dare you to stay in a bad mood when this is playing. My dream is to play (in this song) the sand can in a band. In a tan van, with a guy named Stan.
2. Standing in the Shower... Thinking, Jane's Addiction. The best song to talk about pissing on yourself. Seriously, though, this song perks me up like not much can. And the water is so very hot...
3. All In The Groove Blues Travelers. I think this is one of their best songs. Drop the hackey sack, shake your groove thing, and have a Moose Grolsh on me. Harmonica solo!! So jam on, jam out, jam it in! 'Til you think that it's a sin!
4. Spoon Cibo Matto. The words make no sense. They don't! But. This is one smoking tune. Everyone in my house comes running when this is on and we all groove. Some of us better than others. My children are very white.
5. Pitch the Baby Cocteau Twins. I don't know what 9 out of 10 words are with this band, but I don't care. They make some of the most ethereal, ambient music out there, and the album this came from is autographed. And that makes me very happy.
6. Speak To Me/Breathe Pink Floyd. Pass the dutchie on the left. Hand. Side. This song will make me feel better and calm no matter what. I have never listened to this without a smile. Ever.
7. I Can, NaS. A history lesson, call for self-pride, and some of the most heart-breaking and uplifting lyrics in any song. In any genre. This is as good as Rap can get. This song makes me cry and feel better about the world all at the same time. (The "never porch monkeys" line makes me want to peel my skin off, but "you're man'll say 'she's my queen!'" makes me laugh with joy.)
8. Sabre Dance Kachaturian. My kids call this the trapeze artist song. Whatever you call it, it will get your blood flowing and your body moving. I like to pantomime juggling flaming bowling pins and get the kids to laugh. Because I am a serious dork.
9. Truckin' Grateful Dead. Confession time. Bit of a hippie. Followed the Dead for a bit. I celebrated the discovery of my first pregnancy by buying my friends veggie burritoes at a concert in Wyoming. When my row found out I was "with child" they quit smoking pot around me. now THAT's a community of love, people.
10. Thank You Falletin Me Be Mice Elf Sly and The Family Stone. If I can quote Uma Thurman, "I said Goddamn!" Just the very definition of cool and smooth. Just sit and bob your head.
11. Electric Cafe' Kraftwerk. I just looked at the past four songs and how they have NOTHING in common but that they are great songs. Huh. Who can't listen to this and laugh about Dieter? I'm as happy as a little girrrrrl.
12. Come Sail Away Eric Cartman. I can NEVER hear this on the radio without the "throat clear" by Eric. Funny, I like this version better.
13. Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy Ren & Stimpy. Two words: Stinky Weasle-teats.
14. Hey, Ladies! The Beastie Boys. Words cannot express how much I love this. Wait: I love this song for it's whip-crack back beat. For the lines: there's more to me than you'll ever know, and for: took off my boxers/ put on a bib.
15. Dog Pound Hop Ren & Stimpy. This is their theme song. It's a kick ass jazz number. And in for a penny...
16. Let Go, Frou Frou. This song makes me want to make like Mary Tyler Moore and spin in happiness in the street. And avoid the tranquilizer darts. Such a beautiful, moody song.
17. Girl From Impanema Stan Getz with Astrud Gilberto on vocals. Interesting thing about Astrud. She was a housewife. Sang with her husband and Stan on this album. Made one of the most memorable recordings of all time. Gives me a little hope, is all. Plus? This song makes me want to girl watch in Brazil. And I'm straight.
18. This Woman's Work Maxwell. You saw that right. Maxwell, a male soul singer hits all the high notes and makes this song even more powerful than it already is. (leeannaray, I know you already have Kate Bush's version. Hearing a man sing this song hits me harder, somehow.
19. Only Living Boy In New York Simon & Garfunkel. I know that you miss New York, Leeanna. This is for you.

Spander is next, and is already at the post office!


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Nov. 5th, 2004 01:43 pm (UTC)
This one sounds FAB-O-RIFFIC!
Nov. 5th, 2004 01:55 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I've been grooving to this all day. I finished another one (and will post it in an hour or two) for the request "Spander."

I have you for Crazy, minus cheese and crap, yes? After I run through the list, I'll send out requests for copies from the master list. I should be through with everyone by the end of next week.
Nov. 5th, 2004 01:59 pm (UTC)
Having seen your lists so far, I think you're incapable of putting cheese 'n' crap, and I feel bad even telling you you weren't allowed to put Aerosmith and boy bands. It's because when I said "crazy" to myself the first thing that popped into my head was Aerosmith and then I was all, "auuugh no MAKE IT STOP."
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:08 pm (UTC)
Oh, man, I was talking to a neighbor about getting a CD from my dad so I could have a song that REALLY represents "insanity and chaos" and he got all excited and told me to hang on a minute. Guess what he came back with? Yup. Aerosmith. And *beyooooick* Jimmy Buffet. "this guy's crazy, man!"

These are the dumbass that told me that they wanted a three-way with me. And my husband was RIGHT THERE. And he had on an "I'm With Stupid" t-shirt, and didn't mean it ironically.

Oh, the song I was looking for was the "threnedy" piece for Fred bwing sucked into Pylea. A little more "higher" brain than Steve Tyler.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:39 pm (UTC)
shit, dude. Texas is crazy. CRAZY. CRAZY, FOR YOU, BABY.

Oh yeah, and the reason for the ban on boybands was because the SECOND song I thought of was "I miss you like cra-a-a-zy..." and I don't even know which boyband sings that one, but does it matter? No. No, it does not.

We listen to wayyyy too much soft rock at work. My boss, the right-wing Christian, won't even let us put on the classic rock station. It's so bad that I get excited when they play Elton John. ;_;
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:41 pm (UTC)
Crazy for you? Touch me once and you know it's true.
I want to hold your little parenthesis and dash sad-face's hand and make it all better.

Gotta get you an ear piece and a streaming radio station STAT.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:06 pm (UTC)
I've just realised that my kid brother has no taste. At all.

I'm reading this, saying isn't this cool and he's looking at me all gone out.

What does he know?
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:10 pm (UTC)
NOTHING!! He knows NOTHING!!! Shove a Nick Hornby book in his hands and send him to a room with no food or water until he learns something. (is he a TLC kind of person? Or, *gag* Celine Dion?)
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:27 pm (UTC)
If you dare put Celine Dion on mine I'll never EVER talk to you again.
Near, far, wherever you are I believe that the HOT DOGS go on
He's 14 years younger than me and thinks that anything before the mid-90s is pants.
He used to have good musical taste, then he got a guitar last year and just listens to Aerosmith, Guns and Roses, Motorhead and that kind of thing.
The only thing we agree on is Queen.
I'm currently combating it with REM and Coldplay.
He thinks he's getting a lie in on Sunday? No, I'm gonna wake him up with Hall of the Mountain King or the 1812 Overture.
EVIL... that's me.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:36 pm (UTC)
You've seen my lists so far and think I OWN Celine?? Little hurt... :D I have a rule for myself: I am only putting songs in that are in my personal collection.

Guns and Roses "Welcome to the Jungle" is a screaming kick ass song of FUCK YOU! and I love it. I also like Pantera and Metallica. The other "rock bands" of the 80s in the Motorhead vein are pants. PANTS!! I have no idea what that word means. In Texas is something sucks we call it Oklahoma. Hee!!
I'm gonna wake him up with the Hall of the Mountain King of the 1812 overature
Are you peeking at my Wesley CD list???
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:41 pm (UTC)
I was all "guh?" about the word pants as well. I think I like it, though.

Also, Motorhead? lml, dude. lml.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:44 pm (UTC)
duuuude!!! lml ^__^ lml DIO!!!!!
DIO RAWXXX!! (James Dio, inventor of lml at rock concerts.)

I am hopped up on SOMETHING today. Must be Fluffy Puff MalloweensTM.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:45 pm (UTC)
Re: duuuude!!! lml ^__^ lml DIO!!!!!
chocolate cake over here.
Nov. 5th, 2004 03:07 pm (UTC)
Hey, you brought up the subject of Sealion...
No, I doubt that you'd have any of her work - but then again, I know you read bad!fic. If you torment your eyes and brain, then you might torment your ears as well. Sorry, anyway.

Pants: Trousers / Underwear / Debagging / A complete bag of shite. A wonderful word with a multitude of uses.

My musical tastes are very wide ranging - I'm as likely to listen to Green Day as to Mozart, and you know that I think your playlists have rocked. :)
As I'm packing up the house ready to move, I've found that I've got more classical CDs than modern. Bloody QVC!
Nov. 5th, 2004 04:38 pm (UTC)
there is some serious icon love and music love happening here. can you feel it?
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:27 pm (UTC)
I'm bouncing in my chair, I'm so excited.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:37 pm (UTC)
I was bouncing while making it!! I cannot wait for your final impression... Should be there by Monday!

Nov. 5th, 2004 02:30 pm (UTC)
you rock, as always.

new Wes-fic just went up, go waste time and/or get new fic ideas. ;) there should be something father-son themish on that mix, right? I can't think of any non-cheesy songs on such a theme right now ("Cat's in the Cradle"? "The Living Years"? "Teach your children well"? -- OK, that one was played at my granddad's funeral and always gets me.)
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:39 pm (UTC)
This is the greatest thing I have ever done. not in a "don't break your arm patting yourself on the back" kind of way, just doing something entirely for someone else is GREAT.

Off to read more! (Oh! Asked Mr. Stoney about Luguvulian {I don't know how to spell today} and he looked at me for a second before he said, Laura, that's my favorite. He said he can get it for under 100, so Wesley is getting robbed. I tried to explain that Wesley was a fictional character and this was in a story and he got alittle embarrased at his ire. Hee hee!)
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:50 pm (UTC)
so somebody on the Angel staff DOES know their Scotch. I thought they might have just done a websearch like I did ;). I can't remember where I got the price, but I was thinking he was buying a bunch of it. Don't know how many bottles are in a case, but the main thing was for him to be spending a lot of money.

the only scotch-drinker I know is my brother. . .once he tried to order some at TGI Friday's; the waitress obviously had no clue, so my brother told her to "Find the bottles that start with 'Glen' and pour me a glass of the one with the most consonants in the name." I think I used that line in "Homicide" fic at some point.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:54 pm (UTC)
<--- I's classy. Here's my drink.
OH! 300 bones for a CASE. that's a fucking great deal! One bottle is 65 dollars, so I got in my head he was buying a bottle for that much. I need to hit that website and buy some for Mr. Stoney. SO he can have some for the next 4 years. :-)

I LOVE your brother's description. That is priceless. And he's right: Glenfiditch, Glenmorangie... Those are excellent single malt scotches.
Nov. 5th, 2004 02:57 pm (UTC)
Re: <--- I's classy. Here's my drink.
she juice! hee!

don't get too excited, I just made the price up. maybe it should have been more (which would actually be better for the story). oh well -- I obsess, therefore I am.
Nov. 5th, 2004 04:21 pm (UTC)
Hee! I want one of these! Tell me how much to pay!
Nov. 5th, 2004 04:40 pm (UTC)
*does Obi Wan hand wave*
your money is no good here
*hand wave*
you do not need to send money.

I'm working on your list right now! (Color) I'll throw in a Happiness while I'm at it. WHen everyone has been hit, I'll make a new post asking for additional copy requests. I think I can shell out a buck a friend.
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Nov. 5th, 2004 07:33 pm (UTC)
That song has some significance for me. My first husband was not involved in my pregnancies during our marriage and was vacant shortly there-after. Enter Mr. Stoney, with his unabiding love for me and the older two. I'm in labor, the doctor isn't there, he delivers little Emily, holds her to him, and tell me: Oh, my love. Look what you've given me.

Okay, I'm totally crying as I type that. (I even put it in a fic I wrote.) So yeah. childbirth is an amazing experience, and that moment in particular. So to find a version with a man singing it? I'm undone.
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Nov. 6th, 2004 06:47 am (UTC)
Oh, it's a running joke at our house. I have NEVER had my actual doctor in the delivery room with me. First child: doctor didn't believe I knew what I was saying when I told him it would be my due date. Which fell on the Super Bowl. I'm in Dallas and it was the Cowboy's first time back. He was at the game. 2.) No one could find my doctor. He was found a few days later by a hiker (I was out West this time) by his pager with my (and another girl's) number beeping. His wife had him killed. 3.) They thought I had several more hours to go (I was only at a 3) and left to get coffee, yadda yadda. Felt like someone had put a blow torch to me and I screamed, Mr. Stoney looked to see what was wrong and dove to catch Emily.

If I have another one, I have been advised to move into a room the last month. :-)
Nov. 13th, 2004 01:39 pm (UTC)
Sorry this took so long. Baby has not been sleeping well.

My happiness CD makes me happy indeed. I've spent the last few days listening to it whenever I get in the car (and that's alot). My son and I bop along to the music. He insists this CD was made for him. His favorites are Linus and Lucy, and Hey, Ladies. I have to admit I've really been enjoying grooving to Spoon, and I Can. And the last two songs make me nostalgic.
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Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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