Win Nick’s Voucher


What a week!

With the music scene grinding unceremoniously to an almost complete halt, I thought it might be an idea to ask you to share your favourite album to self-isolate to and why.

The winning entry will receive a life-affirming €25 Golden Discs voucher.

And will be chosen by my cat from a safe distance.

Lines MUST close at 9.30pm.

Include video of favourite track on album where possible.

Golden Discs

34 thoughts on “Win Nick’s Voucher

    1. Moira Cardiff

      America’s perfect album ‘History’ with the sounds of summer on every track. ‘I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name’……

  1. Vincent Broderick

    Nirvana unplugged in New York. Great tunes, great covers. Has it all. Sounds even better on vinyl.

    1. Slightly Bemused

      I never really liked Nirvana’s studio albums, but their live and unplugged sessions had an incredible quality. Good choice.

  2. Kingfisher

    James Stephens, the writer of The Crock of Gold, The Charwoman’s Daughter, The Insurrection in Dublin, and many poems, sings O the Brown and the Yellow Ale, a song about an old man whose young wife is enchanted away from him by a man from another world. Stephens was desolate after the Rising as a result of which one of his closest friends was executed. This song has a spooky and lonely feel that surely expresses his loss.

  3. Clampers Outside

    The Charlatans ‘Us and Only Us’ from 1999 is a remarkable album… and imo one of the most underrated gems of rock / indie music there is. 

    From the opening lush swirling sounds and vocals of ‘Forever’ you know you are in for a rhythmic ride. A ride that takes you with it with the most amazing ease through love songs ‘Impossible’ and ‘I Don’t Care Where You Live’ to tracks that’d put a stride on your strut like ‘A House Is Not A Home’ to my own bluesy favourite (if I have to pick just one) ‘Watching You’.
    It’s an album you can stick on from the start and let run to the end without ever jumping ahead.

    From the opening keyboards to the closing lyrics Watching You…

    “Take a long time to re-cover
    I took a long time 
    And now I found you
    Took a long time
    I found you”

    …and all that is in-between there is nothing like it before or since that takes me away from it all :0)

    I had the pleasure of meeting Tim Burgess for a moment at EP a few years back when he did a reading from his book ‘Tim Book Two: Vinyl Adventures from Istanbul to San Francisco’.
    After the reading, I waited like others for a pic with the man himself and wondered what will I say… My time came, and I said “I really loved the upbeat mellow sound of Modern Nature, and ‘So Oh’ in particular….”, to which he responded “It was a sad time for the band, we lost Jon (Brookes) when making that album….” something, something… I zoned out, I wanted the ground to swallow me whole, feeling I’d just said something highly inappropriate. I nervously and highly distracted tried to smile as a pic was taken of the two of us. When I got home, I put the memory card in my pc, which had the pics and a really well caught ten minute video of his book reading, and made the dumbest mistake you can ever do with a memory card… I clicked ‘cut’ to paste instead of ‘copy’ and lost the pics and video in the attempt to transfer… small karma for my putting my foot in it, maybe. 

    All that said, he was a gorgeous, surprisingly gentle and quietly spoken man to meet in person. A lovely, if mildly tarnished memory :)

    1. Slightly Bemused

      I was not aware of that album! Thanks for the tip, and I will listen to it in memory of Jon!

  4. dylad

    John Coltrane- In a Silent Way
    Great headphone album, great sitting room album, great album for the drawing room, garden room, study, main room, hall, bathroom, bedroom and occasional room.

    1. some old queen

      You don’t live in Dublin obviously- we have three generations of the one family living in the same same rented room?

  5. Slightly Bemused

    Halfway Down the Stairs by Robin the Frog.

    Partly because I realised last week that every list needs a Muppet entry, but also the simple statement of isolation of being neither in the nursery of the town has a resonance for me. I still occasionally sit on my stairs when I need the time to think and ruminate on a day. Depending on where I am I do get occasional stares. My response to such unspoken queries is usually the title of the song. Some chuckle and carry on, some look in confusion, and some just grunt and continue.

    But I have yet to be asked to move.

  6. Rosette of Sirius

    For the day, the week, the year and time were in, I’m going to go with The Bends from Radiohead. And, present the amazing opening Planet Telex for your enjoyment/repulsion whichever way you go when it comes to Radiohead.

    The Bends was my first Radiohead album that I really fell for. I mean, Creep was a great track but I’d not yet found Pablo Honey as a record.

    But… The Bends. What a record. What a way to prove you weren’t a one hit wonder. One of those records where every track was pretty much perfect and the album was in itself unbelievably impactful in its day. It
    Laced the way for OK Computer of course. Quite possibly the most anticipated record of my life.

    It came as Britpop was beginning to bore the bejesus out of me. Oasis were becoming tiresome and Blur were spinning out as the pressure was taking affect. Pulp hit their charting peak and Radiohead emerged. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not dismissing any of those bands. All hold a special PCs for me. Especially Jarvis Cocker.

    But for me, Radiohead and The Bends hit me up at a particular time and place in my life. Mid twenties, emerging career in tech, few bob in the pocket, able to afford gigs, concerts and CDs!

    Radiohead, and The Bends captured my zeitgeist, my time and place… Connecting with the woman who became my wife over this records…

    Anyways. Love it or hate it, The Bends.

    1. Clampers Outside

      Enjoyed that, haven’t listened for a while, I’ll give it a spin over the weekend :)

        1. Andyourpointiswhatexactly?

          I’m so frickin old. 25 years ago? I know every note on that album, still.

  7. Otis Blue

    Get the fire going, pull up a chair, drop in hand and lose yourself in the tender hug of Irish traditional music.

    The Lonesome Touch – Martin Hayes & Dennis Cahill

    Martin Hayes says it best…

    “The Lonesome Touch is a phrase I have heard in my native County Clare all my life. It is used to describe a person’s music. It is the intangible aspect of music that is both elusive and essential. The word ‘Lonesome’ expresses a sadness, a blue note, a sour note. Even though the music bares the trace of struggle and of pain, it is also the means of uplift, transcendence, to joy and celebration. The Lonesome Touch is something that is difficult to achieve. One is forced to put the requirements of the music before all personal considerations, to play honestly from the heart with no motive other than the selfless expression of joy and beauty for their own sake. For the most part, it still remains the unobtainable horizon, the object of inspiration and motivation.”

  8. Fergalito

    I’ll plum for Wilco and Yankee Hotel Foxtrot to self isolate to. Considered one of the first “post 9/11” albums – whatever the hell that means outside of the chronology of its release date – it carries through it themes of making sense of the present, rainbow tinted nostalgia for the past and a map of the future territory ahead out of all of that. It’s big, it’s small. It’s melodic and it’s uneasy. It’s sure and not so sure. It makes me feel things. It has always stayed with me, hooks and lyrics bobbing up and into my head out of nowhere.

    Sierra Indigo to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot.

  9. V

    Anything by Suzie Quattro is getting aired here ATM
    With – if I ever go again, my wedding / 1st dance thingie
    On loop

    A brief sabbatical last evening alright
    To give herself a turn with the new Niall Horan record
    And do you know what – tis a harmless oul’ listen, so good luck to him, he’s a decent lad who remembers where he’s from
    A personal characteristic that carries a lot of weight with me

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