i'm re-obsessed with chrissie hynde. sasha frere-jones's piece in the new yorker about her and the new album is excellent, and i feel that chrissie is finally being appreciated at the rate she deserves. the one thing i'd quibble with frere-jones about for a second is portraying her as some kind of pure classic rocker. that is there, no doubt. but it is always bent. she definitely sounds nothing like the kinks, who aren't twisted enough.
i've been listening back through to try to generate a more definitive best of. in my own 2008 entry (linked second above) i was realy wrong about viva el amor! i think, a mistake rectified in the list below. like i say, one of great catalogues in pop music since 1980. in some ways one might compare her to her contemporary lucinda williams .
i go to sleep
977
mystery achievement
message of love
i hurt you
i'm a mother
how do i miss you?
kid
stop your sobbing
middle of the road
birds of paradise
back on the chain gang
2000 miles
never do that
millionaires
night in my veins
sense of purpose
money talk
hollywood perfume
brass in pocket
dark sunglasses
you're the one
boots of chinese plastic
can't help falling in love
the last ride
cuban slide
popstar
nails in the road
baby's breath
one more time
