I dont't think anyone who actually likes music could even begin to try to answer this question with one single song........If you think about the book High Fidelity, i reckon those guys had it right - exhaustive finicky list making. that's where the party's at.
To pick a favourite song you need to have the goalposts moved so tight that the options are at least cut down to a reasonable amount=
i.e.
* favourite song by a band with three members
* favourite song by someone who died in an accident
* favourite song with a 3 word title,
and even then you need a top 5 list. Or a hoard of small animals painted with the appropriate album artwork to battle to the death for each song's honour.
But forced to choose 1... THIS WEEK. It has to be
Lorraine Ellison: Stay with Me.
Look up 'passionate delivery' in the dictionary, then stand back while Lorraine's rediculous voice piles out and slams right into you like a freight train.
You can appreciate the lyrics if you've ever been betrayed. If you're angry you can feel the seething enunciation swell up inside you, when you're defeated it'll lift you back on your feet.
You can scream it into a spoon over a saucepan, you can yell it from the windows of a moving car. You can sway drunkenly and throw your arms round someone and shout it into eachothers faces.
Either way, it will never fail to leave you breathless.
the most upsetting thing of all is we were actually singing 'it wasn't me' by Shaggy when this photograph was taken. 
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