“31 songs” Continued. (The early Gloria years).

After the list of 5 songs in my previous post, I’ve given the topic more thought and can add the following to my own “31 Songs”.

There’s still a significant short fall – but one day maybe I’ll be able to get to that arbitrary number, based on Nick Hornby’s book.

Part of the difficultly is narrowing a one time favourite group’s output to one song more significant than the rest.


6) Bad, U2.

I’m not sure why I went to see the U2 film Rattle and Hum. Around that time I often filled an evening by going to see films at my local cinema, and R & H was just one more on their programme. However it become more than  a film. I was the only one in the theatre, the volume was turned higher than usual, and it seemed like I was at a personal U2 concert. I immediately became a fan, something that changed my life completely because I later met Gloria at the first (and last) meeting of a failed U2 fan club. This song has always been a favourite.

7) Gloria, U2.

I had to include this one, the song that gave Gloria her nickname. We were friends for over a year until I knew her real name, and I didn’t find that out until our relationship progressed beyond friendship and we became a “couple”. My family still address her as Gloria.

8) Roaring Jack, were a group I discovered during my time at University. It was during the early stages of my friendship with Gloria and coincidentally we independently discovered them around the same time.

I was introduced to their music by a classmate. Gloria heard about them from the owner of her local record store. Almost weekly I drove to Sydney to see them perform at a Newtown pub on Thursday nights. Unfortunately Gloria missed out because of work commitments. We were eventually able to see them perform together at the Harold Park Hotel sometime around new year (of which year I don’t recall).

As I said we independently discovered them, and also unknown to each other, for many months both of us never missed  daily listening to one of their albums.

9) The Waterboys were another independent joint discovery, although we both came across them before we met.
I found them through their album Fisherman’s Blues. When I met Gloria she had all of their albums. There are a lot of songs I could have chosen from their catalogue that are more representative of their work, but I chose this one for Gloria.


The last songs for this post are the hardest to select. There are several groups I could choose from – most of them Irish. Groups like The Hothouse Flowers, The Saw Doctors, The Black Velvet Band, but I decided on the following:

10) In a Lifetime, Clannad.

It was hard choosing a specific Clannad song, but as this one features Bono from U2 it seemed the most appropriate and well known choice available. Unfortunately it seems that the original video (at least this one) hasn’t survived very well. The picture quality isn’t the best.

11 and 12 ) Capercaillie

A group that Gloria discovered first as another Celtic group with similarities to Clannad, but I probably took more of a liking to them than she did over time. We saw them twice live in Sydney. But how do I select a representative song? I couldn’t, so I chose two including this one from Karen Matheson their singer. I probably could have chosen almost anything they’ve released.


13) Lord of the Dance

It took a while to find a reasonable video of this. Gloria and I saw the show twice in Sydney (the video is of a later version). I’ve been typing this as I listen to audio from the video and find myself tapping the keys in time to the rhythm of the dancing.









6 thoughts on ““31 songs” Continued. (The early Gloria years).

  1. I kinda have to know. Did you dance to Roaring Jack, or get up and jump around or something? I used to dance, as aerobic exercise (you know, nothing fancy), to Police music; it was great for that. But even more, “The Old Divide and Rule” is inspiring content as well as hardly something to sit down by.

    1. I’ve just found this and a lot of other comments from you in the “spam” file – I don’t know why they were all deposited there. After you let me know of the problem through my other blog I eventually realised what the problem could be and checked the “spam” and there they were.

      No I didn’t dance to Roaring Jack – I’m not a dancer – although Gloria has just reminded me that I danced around a furniture shop like Fred Astaire many years ago. However that was in a strange dream she had when we lived in Sydney.

  2. I’m not a dancer in a setting like that either. The aerobics to The Police (Sting, et al.) was at home alone. Dance in public would be practiced and in sync (such as a drill team… years, decades, ago… oh, and I did go to a teen disco back then too… you know, those are particular dance steps and no longer relevant). There have been a couple of settings in the last year or so, though, where I’ve perceived that’s changing a bit.

    1. At a time when I went to the gym three or four times a week I could never get into aerobics. I didn’t have the timing or the co-ordination.

      1. I wanted to get up to date with some current dance or formal aerobics moves at about year 2000. I know the kind of aerobics you mean; I’ve gone for “classes” like that before, way back (in the eighties) — but not as much as I did my aerobic exercise at home (as opposed to anaerobic… I did go use weight machines). When I signed up more recently (but still way back, eighteen years) for what was not billed as aerobics but dance (I think jazz), I discovered I no longer had the quickness of rhythm. A regular aerobics schedule would likely be less demanding than jazz dance, but a little too taxing anyway to be fun. But jumping around (at home) to energetic music is different. I don’t do that much either, because of knees that would complain.

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