Dating the music of your high school years

Stolen erm… borrowed from Wendy.

A.) Go to musicoutfitters.com
B.) Enter the year you graduated from high school in the search function and get the list of 100 most popular songs of that year
C.) Bold the songs you like, strike through the ones you hate and underline your favorite. Do nothing to the ones you don’t remember (or don’t care about).

So here we go…

Top 100 Hits of 1991

1. (Everything I Do) I Do It For You, Bryan Adams
2. I Wanna Sex You Up, Color Me Badd
3. Gonna Make You Sweat, C+C Music Factory
4. Rush Rush, Paula Abdul
5. One More Try, Timmy T
6. Unbelievable, EMF
7. More Than Words, Extreme
8. I Like The Way (The Kissing Game), Hi-Five
9. The First Time, Surface
10. Baby, Baby, Amy Grant
11. Motownphilly, Boyz II Men
12. Because I Love You (The Postman Song), Stevie B
13. Someday, Mariah Carey
14. High Enough, Damn Yankees
15. From A Distance, Liette Midler
16. All The Man That I Need, Whitney Houston
17. Right Here, Right Now, Jesus Jones
18. I Adore Mi Amor, Color Me Badd
19. Love Will Never Do (Without You), Janet Jackson
20. Good Vibrations, Marky Mark and The Funky Bunch Featuring Loleatta Holloway
21. Justify My Love, Madonna
22. Emotions, Mariah Carey
23. Joyride, Roxette
24. Romantic, Karyn White
25. I Don’t Wanna Cry, Mariah Carey
26. Hold You Tight, Tara Kemp
27. You’re In Love, Wilson Phillips
28. Every Heartbeat, Amy Grant
29. Sensitivity, Ralph Tresvant
30. Touch Me (All Night Long), Cathy Dennis
31. I’ve Been Thinking About You, Londonbeat
32. Do Anything, Natural Selection
33. Losing My Religion, R.E.M.
34. Coming Out Of The Dark. Gloria Estefan
35. Here We Go. C+C Music Factory
36. It Ain’t Over ‘Til It’s Over, Lenny Kravitz
37. Where Does My Heart Beat Now, Celine Dion
38. Summertime, D.J. Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince
39. Wind Of Change, Scorpions
40. P.A.S.S.I.O.N., Rhythm Syndicate
41. The Promise Of A New Day, Paula Abdul
42. I’m Your Baby Tonight, Whitney Houston
43. Love Of A Lifetime, Firehouse
44. Fading Like A Flower (Every Time You Leave), Roxette
45. This House, Tracie Spencer
46. Hole Hearted, Extreme
47. Power Of Love-Love Power, Luther Vandross
48. Impulsive, Wilson Phillips
49. Love Is A Wonderful Thing, Michael Bolton
50. Rhythm Of My Heart, Rod Stewart
51. Things That Make You Go Hmmmm…, C+C Music Factory
52. I Touch Myself, Divinyls
53. Tom’s Diner, DMA
54. Iesha, Another Bad Creation
55. Something To Talk About, Bonnie Raitt
56. After The Rain, Nelson
57. Play That Funky Music, Vanilla Ice
58. Temptation, Corina
59. Can’t Stop This Thing We Started, Bryan Adams
60. I Can’t Wait Another Minute, Hi-Five
61. 3 A.M. Eternal, The KLF
62. Time, Love and Tenderness, Michael Bolton
63. Saideness Part I, Enigrna
64. Around The Way Girl, LL Cool J
65. I’ll Be There, Escape Club
66. Cream, Prince and The N.P.G.
67. Now That We Found Love, Heavy D. and The Boyz
68. Show Me The Way, Styx
69. Love Takes Time, Mariah Carey
70. Cry For Help, Rick Astley
71. The Way You Do The Things You Do, UB40
72. Here I Am (Come and Take Me), UB40
73. Signs, Tesla
74. Too Many Walls, Cathy Dennis
75. Crazy, Seal
76. I’ll Give All My Love To You, Keith Sweat
77. Place In This World, Michael W. Smith
78. Something To Believe In, Poison
79. Wicked Game, Chris Issak
80. Get Here, Oleta Adams
81. Round and Round, Tevin Campbell
82. Silent Lucidity, Queensryche
83. I’m Not In Love, Will To Power
84. Piece Of My Heart, Tara Kemp
85. Real Real Real, Jesus Jones
87. Just Another Dream, Cathy Dennis
88. Everybody Plays The Fool, Aaron Neville
88. Strike It Up, Black Box
89. Rico Suave, Gerardo
90. Disappear, INXS
91. Groove Is In The Heart, Deee-Lite
92. All This Time, Sting
93. The One and Only, Chesney Hawkes
94. O.P.P., Naughty By Nature
95. Freedom 90, George Michael
96. I Saw Red, Warrent
97. Miles Away, Winger
98. Do You Want Me, Salt-N-Pepa
99. The Motown Song, Rod Stewart
100. Shiny Happy People, R.E.M.

Well, definitely not a lot of music from my high school days stays with my memory (and seeing as we all listened to Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd as opposed to the music of the time), I’m doing it for University now too.

Top 100 Hits of 1995

1. Gangsta’s Paradise, Coolio
2. Waterfalls, TLC
3. Creep, TLC
4. Kiss From A Rose, Seal
5. On Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
6. Another Night, Real McCoy
7. Fantasy, Mariah Carey
8. Take A Bow, Madonna
9. Don’t Take It Personal (Just One Of Dem Days), Monica
10. This Is How We Do It, Montell Jordan
11. I Know, Dionne Farris
12. Water Runs Dry, Boyz II Men
13. Freak Like Me, Adina Howard
14. Run-Around, Blues Traveler
15. I Can Love You Like That, All-4-One
16. Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?, Bryan Adams
17. Always, Bon Jovi
18. Boombastic / In The Summertime, Shaggy
19. Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Nicki French
20. You Gotta Be, Des’ree
21. You Are Not Alone, Michael Jackson
22. Hold My Hand, Hootie and The Blowfish
23. One More Chance-Stay With Me, Notorious B.I.G.
24. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze
25. Candy Rain, Soul For Real
26. Let Her, w Hootie and The Blowfish
27. I Believe, Blessid Union Of Souls
28. Red Light Special, TLC
29. Runaway, Janet Jackson
30. Strong Enough, Sheryl Crow
31. Colors Of The Wind, Vanessa Williams
32. Someone To Love, Jon B.
33. Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish
34. If You Love Me, Brownstone
35. In The House Of Stone And Light, Martin Page
36. I Got 5 On It, Luniz
37. Baby, Brandy
38. Run Away, Real McCoy
39. As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins
40. He’s Mine, Mokenstef
41. December, Collective Soul
42. I’ll Be There For You-You’re All I Need To Get By, Method Man-Mary J. Blige
43. Shy Guy, Diana King
44. I’m The Only One, Melissa Etheridge
45. Every Little Thing I Do, Soul For Real
46. Before I Let You Go, BLACKstreet
47. Big Poppa / Warning, Notorious B.I.G.
48. Sukiyaki, 4 P.M.
49. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy
50. I’ll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men
51. Dear Mama / Old School, 2Pac
52. Hold On, Jamie Walters
53. Keep Their Heads Ringin’, Dr. Dre
54. The Rhythm Of The Night, Corona
55. Roll To Me, Del Amitri
56. Scream / Childhood, Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson
57. Freek’n You, Jodeci
58. I Wish, Skee-lo
59. Believe, Elton John
60. Carnival, Natalie Merchant
61. You Don’t Know How It Feels, Tom Petty
62. Back For Good, Take That
63. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz
64. You Want This-70’s Love Groove, Janet Jackson
65. Tell Me, Groove Theory
66. Can’t You See, Total
67. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
68. This Lil’ Game We Play, Subway
69. Come And Get Your Love, Real McCoy
70. This Ain’t A Love Song, Bon Jovi
71. Secret, Madonna
72. Player’s Anthem, Junior M.A.F.I.A.
73. Feel Me Flow, Naughty By Nature
74. Every Day Of The Week, Jade
75. The Sweetest Days, Vanessa Williams
76. Short Dick Man, 20 Fingers Featuring Gillette
77. Brokenhearted, Brandy
78. No More “I Love You’s”, Annie Lennox
79. You Used To Love Me, Faith Evans
80. Constantly, Immature
81. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, U2
82. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters
83. Ask Of You, Raphael Saadiq
84. Sugar Hill, Az
85. Good, Better Than Ezra
86. Brown Sugar, D’angelo
87. Turn The Beat Around, Gloria Estefan
88. ‘Til You Do Me Right, After 7
89. 1st Of Tha Month, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
90. Like The Way I Do If I Wanted To, Melissa Etheridge
91. I Live My Life For You, Firehouse
92. Dream About You-Funky Melody, Stevie B
93. Cotton Eye Joe, Rednex
94. Thank You, Boyz II Men
95. I’ll Stand By You, Pretenders
96. I Miss You, N II U
97. Give It 2 You, Da Brat
98. Best Friend, Brandy
99. Misery, Soul Asylum
100. Can’t Stop Lovin’ You, Van Halen

Ok, that experiment failed. Seems I just don’t like the music of the times. I’m caught in some bizzare time warp. It figures, since my playliests are all retro 80’s, early 90’s alternative, 70’s and 60’s rock.

Meh.

I love it when this guy is on set

Yup, for those of you who follow the melodrama that is my life in film, yes, the Vancouver set electrics favourite person, Zane, to my delight, was present on the day call I had for Smallville today.

To bring all of you who are shaking your heads, Zane is probably best described the same way Luke Skywalker described Tatooine. “If there is a bright centre to the Universe, you’re on the planet that is farthest from.” Zane, to put it mildly, isn’t that sharp, and is rather lazy to boot. My last encounter with this highly unique individual saw him show up to set an hour and a half late (though he was at crew park and catering on time), and made the excuse that we were in a cell unfriendly zone, and had to call his mom to call the union dispatch office to make sure he was made available for the next day. Well, the Gaffer and Best Boy got verbal with him, and when he got angry and swore like mad, he got fired.

Today was no different. He was on time though (one of very few differences), but as things started to roll, Zane was magically absent. Of all the stories I heard about him, he seems to disappear to the Craft Service table, constantly on his phone. Well, today was no different. He was supposed to help the Genny Op lay out the power and such, to which he refused to do it. Half an hour into the day, and the Gaffer and Genny Op were attempting to fire him already. Then Zane threatened to shoot the Genny Op. I shit you not, I was within earshot. Zane was mad, swearing, and trying to egg the Genny Op into a fight, but nobody would be phased by his bag of poor tricks. Zane was fired on the spot, though still paid for eight hours, and escorted from the set, and arrangements were made that he never work on the show again.

What an idiot. But in retrospect, I just wonder…

1. He has been kicked out of IATSE before for “anger management” issues. If one does not learn from history, one is doomed to repeat it.
2. Any anger management work he has done has been completely in vain.
3. If it wasn’t for his father being a well known name, he’d never work in this business in the first place.
4. Maybe his whole plan was just to get paid 8 hours for doing next to nothing on a daily basis.

But hey, I not only worked 14 hours today, I got called back. Nothing like a good attitude and work ethic.

Proud to be Canadian

Ahh, the joys of surfing blogs. Over at Samantha Burns’ blog this saucy, Canuck supporting (well, Canadians, I don’t know which hockey club she supports) has posted this, which proves Canada is ready to strike the low alcohol tolerance folks down in the United States.

Geez, I wish I found this post earlier.

Yup, working in film kills brain cells. Especially shows like Smallville, where it’s the last season, and people don’t care so much there.

Meh. At least the call is 10 AM, and I get some rest first.

I’ve gotta have the bling

Nothing like a identifiable set of last words. Take the following into consideration.

Today, Serena Williams, amongst the top female tennis players on the planet, felt the absolute desire to wear gaudy, expensive earrings in her first round of the US Open. How expensive? Forty thousand dollars worth. Just to bring this to scale, her earrings are worth more than her opponent, Yung-Jan Chan of Taiwan, has made in her lifetime competing in professional tennis.

Needless to say, one of her earrings fell out, which prompted the remainder of the attention of the match to that, and the cost.

Now, before I go any further, I would like to say, that as a top world athlete, I would assume that the lesson of grace being the better part of valour is a lesson that should have been learned by this point. One must be graceful in their defeats to learn from them and advance beyond.

Anyhow, after the match, Serena was interviewed, on court, through the loudspeakers, and was asked a question about her Preciousssss… erm, I mean earrings, and the issue of their cost outweighing the entire earnings of her opponents, dear, loveable Serena had but one thing to say.

“I’ve gotta have the bling.”

Can you say OOOOOOOPS. Serena did, as soon as her brain re-engaged, prompted by the chorus of boos from the fans, you know, us loveable sods who don’t have forty grand to blow on bling. Let alone having forty grand in the first place.

And I always wondered why I wasn’t such a huge tennis fan.

The Perks

Ahh yes, no business or industry is complete without it’s own set of perks. Even though businesses legally are people, with pyschopathic and sociopathic behaviour patterns, they still do things to keep people happy. Casual Fridays. Christmas parties. Paid vacation. Lunch breaks. And the whole lot. I still like the perks in the film industry the best.

1. Two square meals a day on set, not out of your own pocket (well, breakfast if you show up for your call early enough).
2. Legalized jay-walking.
3. The ability to tell your boss to fuck off (oh wait, that’s for Zane).
4. Large paycheck.
5. All the coffee/tea/water/milk/pop/whatever you can drink.
6. The cool factor at parties, saying “I work in film”, even though all I do right now is route power, wrap and unwrap cable, and move lights and stands around.
7. And, as of today, since all calls are paid for a minimum of 8 hours, be able to work five or six hours, and get paid $204.07 for the experience.

God I love rigging calls for just that. All the work, all the pay, but only 1/100th of the stress.

The ship doesn’t show up on any of our scopes.

“There’s no trace of them sir.”

Which leads to such a great line.

“I will assume full responsibility for losing them, and apologize to Lord Vader”
- Captain Needa.

Yes, we all know what happens next.

Yes, the faithful words of the eternally damned Imperial officer who fails Vader. Being without a DVD player (or my DVD collection, which will soon be shipped out to the wonderful world of Vancouver), and the fact the Yorkshire Angel, my ray of sunshine, doesn’t have the urge to watch Episode III again, I’m having occasional Star Wars withdrawal.

Thank you CBC for airing the trilogy on Sunday nights.

Apology accepted, Captain Needa

As for me, off to think of something to post for Fictional Fridays, and as an added bonus (though don’t get your hopes up for an early release), I’m going to work on bringing an earlier story to the ‘net screen.

Meh. Another Test.

Photoblasted from everyone linked through Fictional Fridays.

John Wayne You scored 59% Tough, 4% Roguish, 28% Friendly, and 9% Charming!

You, my friend, are a man’s man, the original true grit, one tough talking, swaggering son of a bitch. You’re not a bad guy, on the contrary, you’re the ultimate good guy, but you’re one tough character, rough and tumble, ready for anything. You call the shots and go your own way, and if some screwy dame is willing to accept your terms, that’s just fine by you. Otherwise, you’ll just hit the open trail and stay true to yourself. You stand up for what you believe and can handle any situation, usually by rushing into the thick of the action. You’re not polished and you’re not overly warm, but you’re a straight shooter and a real stand up guy. Co-stars include Lauren Bacall and Maureen O’Hara, tough broads who can take care of themselves. Find out what kind of classic dame you’d make by taking the Classic Dames Test.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 96% on Tough You scored higher than 4% on Roguish You scored higher than 50% on Friendly You scored higher than 7% on Charming

Link: The Classic Leading Man Test written by gidgetgoes on Ok Cupid

Perspective is all in the mind

“Three… two… one… and wide awake!”

Jane lifted her head slowly, opened her eyes, and looked around the dim room. Dr. Pollard flipped the light switch, illuminating his office, and the reclining chair Jane was still slumped in. She sat upright, and brushed her hair out of her face, trying to make sense of her surroundings.

“Let me get something, I’ll be right back,” remarked Dr. Pollard as he left the room. Jane began to look around the room once he was gone. It seemed to be a psychologist’s office, though Jane could not make heads or tails why she was there. Several degree plaques decorated the wall behind his desk, a spiral wheel, and many books decorated the rest of the office.

WHAM! The door flew open with a bolt, as Dr. Pollard returned. Jane was shaken by the noise, and spun around to see the Doctor, holding a package of cigarettes. “Sorry about that, I can never get anyone to fix that awful door properly.”

“You were supposed to be getting something” inquired Jane, as Dr. Pollard drew a cigarette from his pack, preparing to light it. He paused, looking inquisitively at Jane, and then looked at his cigarette. “Would you like one, Jane?”

“Well, um…, sure.” Jane took the cigarette from Dr. Pollard, brought it to her lips, but could not light it. She struggled to bring her right hand, holding the lighter, to her face to light the smoke, but could not physically bring the arm up.

“Uh, Dr. What was your name again?” Jane was so puzzled that nothing was clear.

“Dr. Pollard. It seems you still don’t remember much.”

“I remember you were going to help me stop smoking. It seems you’ve…”

“Done the trick? Well, hypnosis has that effect. Some people remember everything. Some people, such as yourself, go so deep that your memory of what happens while under hypnosis tends to be affected.”

“So am I cured?” questioned Jane, with eagerness in her voice.

“I’m afraid not entirely. I’ve given you help to keep you from smoking, but there’s still more we have to open up. You see, the mind has limitless possibilities that we still cannot comprehend. Hypnosis is a form that opens the mind to such possibilities. If we open it too far, we cannot predict the effect, whether it be good or bad.”

Dr. Pollard led Jane down the hallway of his building to the elevator. Along the way, a figure passed them going the opposite direction, a shining, bright, white light. Jane stopped in her tracks, and watched the gleaming presence pass them down the hall.

“Jane, what’s wrong?” inquired Dr. Pollard.

“Didn’t you see that?”

“See what? Jane, I think you need to go home and get some rest. You’ve had quite a day.”

“I’m beginning to agree with you. So same time next week?”

“I’ll be here.”

Jane entered the elevator, went to the main floor, and proceeded to exit the building. As she looked up from zipping her winter coat, she could not believe the sight before her, in the twilight before sunset. Dozens of glowing, white figures moving around the roads with the pedestrians and cars.

Jane shook her head, convinced this must be a side effect of the hypnosis session. She made her way down the street, passing both people who appeared normal and these glowing white figures. She continued, with each step becoming more nervous and curious, until one glowing figure was marching right toward her. Jane tried to move out of the way, but the figure kept moving toward her until Jane’s panic overtook her and froze her in place. The white figure walked right into her and suddenly everything became black.

* * *

“Miss Duncan, you’re home.” assured Officer Smith, as Jane realized she was at her apartment door, propped up by a tall, strong plain-clothed officer.

“I just need some rest.” Jane found her keys, opened the door. “Have a good day, Miss Duncan.” And with that wish, Officer Smith left Jane alone.

Jane, however, was still quite nervous. She shut her front door very silently, and moved around her apartment with stealth. She carefully checked cupboards, drawers, closets, and rooms with extreme stealth, only to be relieved when nothing appeared, and was more relieved when she noticed no other white figures roaming around. Jane wiped some sweat from her brow, when she noticed dirt on her hand.

“Must have been when I fell.”

Jane made her way to the washroom, and started cleansing her face. Her calmness quickly became horror as she looked into the mirror, to find the face of her deceased mother staring back at her.

Copyright 2005 by Jeff Vickers

The Yorkshire Angel Mutates Yet Again

Maybe it’s my pining for a gig with X-Men 3. But, alas, the Yorkshire Angels blog has gone the way of the Dodo. In it’s place, it has become the Retarded Rugrat. Go check it out, and let my partner know what you think.

Mental Health Day

Yep, stresses flared last night, as I ended up working too long and not being able to celebrate the Yorkshire Angel’s birthday, and as such, went and spent a lovely day at Cypress Provincial Patk, just north of West Vancouver today. Pictures to follow tomorrow (hopefully).

As such, we spent a couple of hours at the mall, and visited PetCetera. Noticed this foot to foot and a half long fish in there. I’ve only seen large fish like that in a museum (yup I’m not much of a fisherman, you can even tell with my luck crab fishing), and written on the label on the tank, were the words: fish has been microchipped.

What the duece? Who the hell loses a fish?