I call this Sunday music. You know. You’re nursing a hangover, reading the papers and drinking tea on your bed with a girlfriend, the more pillows the better. It’s even better if it’s grey and overcast so you don’t feel guilty for being so lazy.
My current favourite is Camille, especially the song Ta Douleur (listen to this one first, the others are not as good). Thanks Lucy! I love it. It’s not too sickly sweet, it’s in French, and somehow she’s used both hand-claps and raspberry noises for percussion without being awful.
Zoe and I are both suckers for songs with hand-claps – Sixties girl groups, The Cure et al.
I also love Tilly and the Wall, a group who forfeit the drummer and use a tap-dancer as their sole source of percussion. Cute. And saves on transport costs on tour.
My friend Ella bought me a pair of salt and pepper shakers that look like clapping hands as a housewarming present.
And I once played an entire set that only had clapping songs in it. No one got it. But I was secretly satisfied nonetheless.
A tracklisting:
What I Like About You - The Romantics
Close to Me - The Cure
Head over Heels - The Go Go's
Rock the Casbah - The Clash
No Fun - The Stooges
Stars and Sons - Broken Social Scene
We Suck Young Blood - Radiohead (This might have been where I lost people)
Kissing the Lipless - The Shins
Got Yo'Money - ODB
Hurry Up Lets Go - Shout Out Louds
I want more...
