Happy Monday! I’m sure a lot of you are still celebrating the victory/mourning the defeat of your favorite sportsball team from last night, but since I don’t give two figs about football I’m up and ready to face the day with a new playlist.

1. Carbon Leaf, “Life Less Ordinary”: Can I tell you, I’ve been searching for this song for the past, oh, ten, fifteen years? All I had to go on was one line from the chorus – “you shook the bones of me” – and it wasn’t until this weekend that I finally just typed that into Apple Music and it spit out the artist and song title for me. I probably could’ve done this with a Google search anytime in those ten to fifteen years, but that’s not nearly as much fun as searching for it yourself. I feel like searching up the lyrics in my Music app was a sign of defeat.
2. Gin Blossoms, “Mrs. Rita”: There’s just something about the jangly ’90s sound that I will always love.
3. Winnetka Bowling League, “My Own Summer (Shove It)”: I was never really into the Deftones, so I am quite confident in stating I never want to hear a different version of this song.
4. Burt Bacharach & Elvis Costello, “I’ll Never Fall In Love Again”: Man, ’90s soundtracks just managed to get the best damn songs, didn’t they? Like, I cannot think of a a song off a soundtrack from anything in the past almost 25 years that has been half as good as anything off a ’90s soundtrack. This came from the freakin’ Austin Powers movie. Austin Powers, you guys.
5. Toad the Wet Sprocket, “Something’s Always Wrong (Acoustic)”: Toad recently did an all-acoustic album of old songs, some off of their first couple of releases even (never thought I’d hear a new version of “Scenes From A Vinyl Recliner,” but there it is), though many of them lack the original versions’ energy and some have been changed up considerably (I’m looking your way, “Jam”). This is a good read on this one from a group of veteran performers.
6. Bad Bunny, “BAILE INoLVIDABLE”: Did I pay for a subscription to Peacock last night just to watch this guy turn in a killer halftime show? Yes, yes, I did. And I’d do it again just to spite the MAGAts.
7. Jenny Scheinman, “I Was Young When I Left Home”: I love this song and every version I’ve heard of it. This particular version is led by lap steel (and apparently doesn’t exist on Spotify, more’s the pity).
8. The Ink Spots, “Java Jive”: It’s amazing the number of songs I’ve been introduced to thanks to the Little Lulu cartoons. Okay, it’s only two (this one and Bing Crosby’s “Swingin’ On A Star,” but that’s two more than I’d’ve guessed).
9. The Black Crowes, “She Talks To Angels”: The big ballad off their first album. It’s good, I’ll grant you, as with so many of the songs off that debut. I’m sure part of that is the age at which I first heard the song.
10. The Horrible Crowes, “Sugar”: What’s it with bands spelling “crowes” with an e? Why is that a thing? This song slaps.