notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


So it's feeling very cold and wintery here in London. Kind of weather when a man's thoughts reflect on the year that's fading into white and think "jesus, I can't think of ANY music to put on my end of year review, shit. Jeff and Matt's are always so good". Then I got to thinking that this is 2009. Not just the end of the year but the end of the decade. The first calling shot of a new century no less, and goodness me it imposed itself on us all.

So here's what I propose. We create and album of the decade, and from that, a song of the decade. We'll be able to nominate a song from each year, starting with 2000, and we'll vote on which ones make the grade. We'll then pick a song from that list which conquers all and earns the right to be the flag bearer for the noughties. (What do we call the next decade, the tens, the teenage years?)

So first up; 2000. People feared the end of the world and dreamed of a new beginning. A geeky French band called Air produced a sound track for a film about suicide. The world was introduced to Britney Spears. And Eminem. Johnny Cash released his 3rd record on American Recordings.

I'm looking for a certain something when I look for my nomination. A song should be representative of the 10 years we've just lived through; we should be staggered that the musical landscape survived without it, and marvel at the way it not only survives but surges beyond the decade that bore it, but always bearing the birth mark meaning it could only have come from this decade. Bruce Springsteen and Neil Young headlined Glastonbury this year, two blogs joined together to guess what songs Bob Dylan would play, and Jeff could not provide any photographic proof but claims to have seen Tom Waitts but I'm looking for the new class, the ones that moulded the past 1o years, who were born in an ipod.

Anywho, I've struggled with this. I really have. But I'm going to go for Ms. Jackson, Outkast. I should go for Eminem, it was his debut album and he certainly shook the music world. Ms Jackson is too much of an anthem for me to pass it by so it gets my vote for 2000.

Please argue with me in comments and post your own suggestion, in the meantime, enjoy the dogs...

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