This song isn’t one of my favourites. It isn’t by a favourite band, it doesn’t ever feature on my favourite playlists, my iTunes playcount tells me that before tonight, I’ve never listened to it all the way through ...
To find out what song I’m talking about, please visit poetquib.com where I’ve been asked to write the weekly rave about a special song. Which obviously doesn’t seem that special from the above description, but trust me, I pull it back in fine style.
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An explanation of The Joy Division Litmus Test
Although it may now be lost in the mysts of thyme, the poll below is still relevant to this blog. In the winter of 2008, Mele and I went to live in Queensland. In order to survive, I bluffed my way into a job at a Coffee Club.
It was quite a reasonable place to work: the hours were regular, the staff were quite nice, it wasn't particularly taxing on my brain.
There were a few downsides: In the six weeks or so that I worked there, there was about a 90% staff turnover (contributed to by my leaving). This wasn't seen as a result of the low pay, the laughability of staff prices or the practice of not distributing tips to staff, rather it was blamed on the lack of work ethic among Bribie Island's youth.
However, one of the stranger aspects of the cultural isolation that touched our lives during our time "up there" was the fact that nobody at my work had heard of the band Joy Division.
The full explanation is available here.
But please, interact a little further and vote in my ongoing poll. The results are slowly mounting up, proving one thing: people read this blog are more well-informed about Joy Division than anyone who works at the Coffee Club on Bribie Island.
It was quite a reasonable place to work: the hours were regular, the staff were quite nice, it wasn't particularly taxing on my brain.
There were a few downsides: In the six weeks or so that I worked there, there was about a 90% staff turnover (contributed to by my leaving). This wasn't seen as a result of the low pay, the laughability of staff prices or the practice of not distributing tips to staff, rather it was blamed on the lack of work ethic among Bribie Island's youth.
However, one of the stranger aspects of the cultural isolation that touched our lives during our time "up there" was the fact that nobody at my work had heard of the band Joy Division.
The full explanation is available here.
But please, interact a little further and vote in my ongoing poll. The results are slowly mounting up, proving one thing: people read this blog are more well-informed about Joy Division than anyone who works at the Coffee Club on Bribie Island.
Mate!!!
ReplyDeleteHG Wells on tape!
Doom 2 loaded across 10 x (not-so)floppy disks!
Itchee & Scratchee (before they were forced to change their names to Booboo & Mace by those bastards at FOX).
You have taken me back to a time of high-speed dubbing and jealousy over my cousin's CD-playing ghetto-blaster!
(Not to mention the awesome ABC Tv shows of that time...)
I'm off to crank-up the itunes and re-live the likes of "Plush", "Creep" and "Human Behaviour".
(PS those spine chilling alien's screams sound hilarious when high-speed dubbing from BASF to BASF Cassette)
War of the Worlds (1978) on Tape .... Love Chunks has it on CD now....
ReplyDeleteI must admit I'm surprised that even in 1994 you didn't own a CD player, you poor thing you.
I liked the article too. I think songs take us back to a time, attitude, yearning etc and mean much more than the actual tune itself.