Day 13 - A song that is a guilty pleasure

I detest Mariah Carey with a passion but I love this song. I play it loud and sing louder, Christmas junkie that I am, how I wish it was anyone else but her.

Day 12 - A song from a band you hate

I don't like manufactured bands, I hate X factor/popstars the rivals/pop idol y type stuff, no harm to anyone who does but it's not for me. So I suppose I'll go for what I remember as being the first of that genre, I could be wrong but this maybe where (for me) the rot started. My elder daughter loved this and I listened to it ad nauseam.

Day 11 - A song from your favourite band

I am unashamedly a total victim. There are so many songs to choose from, but as I have been looking at my early years, enjoy "When you were young", turn it up loud and be Brandoned.

Day 10 - A song you fall asleep to

Going even further back in my childhood, I lived with my grandparents, Irish decendants but Irish to their core. They played the piano and the accordian and anytime we had friends and family round we owuld sing. I was raised on The Dubliners and The Clancy Brothers with Tommy Makem. I would fall asleep to the sound of their singing. It was a close call between this and the Black Velvet Band but as I searched for the sound of my childhood, this made me weep, so this is the one, for Frank and Mary McTominie, the heart and soul of my childhood, I owe you everything.

Day 9 - A song you can dance to

Another trip down memory lane. The 1970's, the flares, the kipper ties, the American tan tights. Every Glasgow wedding would play this and the women would get up and dance The Slosh, it was the law. I loved the slosh and the alleycat too, I can still do them now.

Day 8 - A song you know all the words to

It's weird how you remember the words to songs, songs you'd almost forgotten and then you hear them again and can sing along, some songs that you didn't even like but the words are still there lingering in your subconscious. Most days I can't find my keys but I can remember songs from 20 and sometimes 30 years ago, feck that makes me sound old.

When I was waiting to see Primal Scream last week they played this in the bar. It took me back to being 15, my second gig ever was Siouxsie and The Banshees at the Glasgow Apollo. I was a total Siouxsie clone, totally smitten by my punk boyfriend, my first love Alan Osprey known to everyone as Ospur, rebel written on every fibre of my DNA, the year I sat my O grades, thinking I was so grown up and ready to take on the world, marching for CND, committed Socialist and idealistic to my very core, living on a council estate in Glasgow, hanging around chip shops, Top of the Pops on a Thursday at half seven, discos in youth clubs on Saturday nights where they would play 1 or maybe 2 punk records and we would get up and dance, floor to ourselves, performing our weird punk ballet, me with my Siousxie skip, him with his pogo and at the end he would grab me and kiss me so hard, that was my life.

30 years on, I am a middle aged mummy of 3, not only a home owner but a home owner with a holiday villa abroad, Mercedes driving, Cartier watch wearing, White Company decorating etc etc. I have become what I marched against.

So, I heard this and I sang along, remembering every word, remembering what I was, for this was the soundtrack to my young life, this was the girl who became me.

Day 7 - A song that reminds you of a certain event

No explaination necessary.