Marcello, Evergreen Jim and now Mark K have all done lists combatting The Guardian's 'apparently' rather tedious one of the 100 greatest British Albums. I say 'apparently' cos I haven't seen The Guardian's one, but I'll wager they're right.
Awake in the middle of the night I tossed and turned over whether to turn in a list to the panel of my fellow music bloggers. They're extremely revealing these lists when done by individuals, almost constructed to shore off the sniping remarks of one's peers. Marcello was quite open about this in the funny interlude to his list. I'm not sure I've the emotional stamina (ha ha) to put one together at the moment. Whenever I've done lists like this in the past it's the casually interjected white label or flexi 7" that separates it from the crowd. Just albums, crikey! The album's heyday was the seventies, I think then it carried some weight as a format, but since then I'm not so sure...
Also I'm slightly cowering amid the rampant Anglomania we're experiencing in blighty at the hands of the Euro 2004 Football Championship. Right now I'd rather see a top 100 French Albums (Gwen?), or a top 100 British Albums compiled by an American (Matos?), or maybe a top 1,000 British Albums (Marcello?) That latter one would be quite nice to see whoever compiled it, cos naturally it's the records that fall between the cracks, that aren't consensually lauded, which are the most interesting ones.
Posted by Woebot at June 25, 2004 09:43 AM