I don’t really have a favourite movie star. I like movies, kind of. At this point I don’t remember when I was last in a movie theatre, but I suspect it was to see the final Harry Potter movie. Not kidding. And I haven’t even watched a new movie at home in ages. For the past 18 months I’ve had the attention span of a squirrel. Sit and pay attention for an entire movie? Forget you, clown. Not going to happen.
This question isn’t much easier to answer musically. I love so many different bands. So, so many. And I find new ones to love all the time. To narrow it down to a favourite is nearly impossible.
When I was in university, a group of friends and I used to play the “Deserted Island” game. The question was always formatted “If you were on a deserted island, which __________ would you want with you?”
The blank could be anything. Which fruit. Which fast food burger. Which toothpaste. (That topic started controversy, let me tell you. Do NOT mess with someone’s favourite toothpaste. That’s a loyalty that runs deep.) Which CD.
And we had SO much trouble with the “which CD” (this was 1999) question and discussed it often. We started discussing whether or not we could bring a CD of our current top 10 songs or not. So then the question evolved into “If you were on a deserted island, which 10 songs from the Pearl Jam catalogue would you put on your only CD?” Hours of (drunken) entertainment, I tells you. We talked about this stuff a lot.
But the question isn’t favourite band, it’s asking about your favourite singer… which is a different question. Not all my favourite bands even have singers.
There are a LOT of people I could name with lovely voices. I would have sex with Eddy Veddar‘s voice if I could. I love Thom Yorke‘s voice. And the ladies in Tegan and Sara. Or have you ever heard Kal Lavelle sing? (sooooo shivery) And, of course, the ladies in Nova’s Basement. And so, so, so many more. I love gorgeous, moving voices that give you goosebumps (scientifically known as “musically evoked frission” – now you know) when you hear them sing.
For me, the ultimate voice for that shivery action (especially live) would be Jonsi of Sigur Rós. Sigur Rós has been a favourite of mine for over a decade now, my most listened-to band. And I believe that this is due largely to how much I love Jonsi’s voice. He uses his voice as an instrument and it blends so perfectly with the haunting songs that Sigur Rós creates. Even though I don’t understand a word he sings (he sings mostly in Icelandic), it doesn’t matter. Beauty doesn’t require language.