I mentioned in passing a while ago that Hel and Sian has compiled a playlist of tunes for the reception (not a wake) after Llŷr’s memorial service. Hel asked me for some suggestions, and I ended up sending her about thirty.
Add to that, this: when I went to visit Llŷr last year, I loaded up an iPod mini with a stack of songs which reminded me of when we lived together, and I hoped he would remember too. I figured that, knowing him, laying in a hospital bed (at the time) he would be going stir crazy with nothing to listen to, so I presented him with it as we left, explaining what was on it and why.
Beacuse of his condition, his speech capabilities were extremely restricted, but as I gave it to him he gripped my arm and looked me in the eye. A look that said: This had better not just be all Quo.
It wasn’t, and as a result, I have an absolute shitload of songs which I associate with Llŷr, which I’d like to share in his memory.
So, a new series. And if you’re bored of me talking about my recently passed best friend, whenever you see this title you can skip past it, you unfeeling ghoul.
For the rest of you, listen up. Everyone should be more Llŷrious and just admit to liking songs because you like them. No strings, no agendas, no cares if everyone else thinks it’s utter dogshit.
To start off with, one which many of you will think is exactly that. As we first started hanging out together, and before we knew each other well enough to just say: “I like this”, he felt the need to justify liking by saying that Patrick Bateman liked it in American Psycho, and if it was good enough for him, then it was good enough for Llŷr.
I didn’t buy this excuse then and I don’t buy it now; subsequent conversations proved to me that he liked it despite it being by Phil Collins, rather than because of it, and that’s absolutely fine by me:
More soon. Oh yes. Much. More. Soon.