Thank you for your kind comments about my somewhat heavy, slightly depressing post on Saturday as I tried to process my thoughts about a lot of things. I really appreciated your thoughts and wisdom.
On a lighter note…
In the car today, the Dude asked me: ‘Mummy, what’s your bestest song in the world EVER’. I had so much fun telling, playing it for him and talking him through why it’s special to me that I thought it might be fun to share it and to find out your favourite songs too! Because this is a running blog, my question actually is:’What’s your favourite running song in the world EVER?’ And why?
My favourite song and favourite running song happen to be the same. It’s a very unlikely choice, not a traditional running song at all. It’s ‘Barcelona’ by Freddie Mercury and Montserrat Caballe.
You can watch the video here. The actual song starts at 1.16.
I love this song SO much. I think it’s just beautiful. I love the dramatic build up and when the ‘bells’ chime in at the start I get goosebumps every single time. I love Freddie’s voice and how it works so beautifully against Montserrat’s amazing vocals. I love the drama of the song – the quiet against the swell, the lyrics, I love Montserrat’s wonderfully controlled scale at the end…oh I adore this song.
It’s special to me for two reasons. This was the BBC theme song for the 1992 Barcelona Olympics which were the first Olympics I really got into. I used to watch it every night with my Mum and the opening credits played this song with the swirling flamenco girl and the fountains. And now that I live on the other side of the world from my little Mum, every time I play the song I remember so clearly standing in the kitchen with my bare feet on the cold white tiles, cheering on Linford Christie. It makes me miss my Mum so much, but in a nice way. It spirits me home for a moment.
The second reason I love it is this. When I was four months pregnant, the Husband and I went to Barcelona for the weekend. It’s a beautiful city, you should go! On the first night, we went for cocktails at Boadas (best cocktail bar in the city – they made me the most amazing non-alcoholic mojito) and then went to see the dancing fountains. I was dying to see them ‘dance’ to this song. They played a couple of songs, it was all beautiful and then the lights went out, there was no more music. I was gutted, but we turned away and walked back to the metro station.
And suddenly, ‘Barcelona’ rang out. We spun around and they started playing this gorgeous song with the dancing fountains I remembered. It was such a magical surprise. I was there with my lovely husband in this beautiful city, they were playing ‘my song’ and the fountains were dancing. I was jam-packed full of baby-growing hormones and I just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. It was one of my favourite memories ever!
This song is on all of my race playlists. I think the operatic values make it a little special – I don’t listen to much opera so it stands out from the Eminem-type songs that I usually use to gee me up for a race! It never fails to make me happy. Often, it seems to kick in on a race or just on a run at a really special moment. I don’t usually listen to music on trails but sometimes I put this on as it seems to fit the environment so well. I have so many memories of running along and this song comes on and I’m suddenly just so overwhelmingly happy to be running wherever I am.
So there you go. My favourite running song in the world ever. Please…tell me yours!