Marsicans' new single is the perfect dose of pop positivity, Josh Parker reviewsWritten by Josh Parker on 16th July 2018
Soundtrack of My Life: Matthew Magill
Matthew Magill talks us through the soundtrack to significant moments in his life
A Song for Age: Placebo – Running Up That Hill
Their cover of Kate Bush’s ‘Running Up That Hill’ was the first song I heard. Its brooding melancholy always held a dark appeal for me and, as they closed the night with it on stage, it felt like an end of an era. At nineteen, my teenage years have held the most significant moments of my life so far and to see Brian Molko walk off the stage, and the lights of the Waterfront Hall flickering on, it felt like growing up had finally caught up with me.
A Song for Friends: Walk The Moon - Shut Up and Dance
Now, separated by sea and schedule, whenever I hear this song played on the radio and watch as everyone around me rolls their eyes because it’s generic and overplayed, I can’t help but smile, thinking that maybe they’re listening too.
A Song for Old Times: Stevie Nicks – Edge of Seventeen
I’ve been a Fleetwood Mac fan for quite some time, but ‘Edge of Seventeen’ is the definition of an anthem: as soon as that opening guitar riff kicks in you can feel the power of the track. Being a song forged from grief, inspired by the death of Nicks’ uncle and John Lennon, I feel like it is the ultimate fight song, to power through the darkest of times, as she belts out, ‘Then suddenly / there was no one left standing’.
A Song for Change: Joni Mitchell – Both Sides Now
But ‘I’ve looked at life from both sides now / from up and down’ as Joni sings, and I now understand what she means. Through the same song comes another memory, of sitting in my car having flooded the engine on a dark, winter night miles from home. As it grew colder, this song kept me going with the thought of the different life university could bring. It was only then, when I was forced to a standstill, that I was ready to move on.
A Song for Creation: Jónsi – Go Do
As pretentious as it may sound, in this sense, Iceland has become for me an imagined centre for creative thought. The Chainsmokers summarised the feeling in their recent song ‘Paris’ which they define as: “a sentimental yearning for a reality that isn’t genuine”; my Iceland isn’t a place to be found but a place to be felt.