Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Monday, February 14, 2005 The Pitch: It's like Generic Music Poll meets Generic Music Poll Answers! This is a music poll thingy being passed along a lot of the comics blogs I read. It's supposed to be invitation only or something. Fuck that.1. Total amount of music files on your computer: I don't know this one for sure (since I'm at work), but I believe it's about 19.75 gigs according to Itunes. That's about twice as much as any poll answer I've read yet, by the way. 2. The last CD you bought was: Hmmm. Bought, bought, what is bought? The last CD I purchased in a store was The Streets, A Grand Don’t Come For Free a few months ago. But because I belong to Emusic, I’ve downloaded Philosophy: The Best of Bill Hicks; The Transient, Shooting At The Sun With a Water Gun, and Live at the Hemlock, all by David Dondero; Everyone Who Pretended to Like Me Is Gone by The Walkmen, and Let It Be by the Replacements since then. Those are all freestanding mp3 files, by the way, so they aren’t controlled by any DMR or subscription limitation. Emusic is pretty cool. But the last CD I bought and adored was Milk-Eyed Mender by Joanna Newsom, hands down. 3. What is the song you last listened to before reading this message? “It Don’t Matter,” by Rehab. Does anyone remember that one? It’s one of those from MTV to Audiogalaxy to backup CD to Ipod-on-random type incidents, travelling from, say, early '98 to '05. Does anyone remember Rehab? Including Rehab? 4. Write down 5 songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you. I’m both oddly fickle and strangely stoic when it comes to my music choices. So sometimes the songs that mean the most to me are the songs I haven’t listened to in years, and the songs I’ll be playing continuously for days mean nearly nothing. I think pop songs can only hold so much meaning for a person; then you just can’t stand them anymore. To crib an example I read somewhere, I tearfully sung the chorus to “Biko” by Peter Gabriel a hundred thousand times when I was in high school. It’s a fine song, but I cringe to hear it today maybe precisely because it moved me so much. So I could list a half-dozen “current favorites” but the following “perennials” seem to stick with me, no matter how hoary they are: 1. “Pyramid Song,” Radiohead. This still gives me chills every time I hear it. 2. “Johannesburg, Illinois,” Tom Waits. This super-short song can, in the space of its minute and a half, make me tear up nearly every single time. It's the sound of unrequieted requited love, maybe. 3. I have no idea how I could ever choose just one Paul Westerberg song (either solo or with the ‘Mats) but, uhhh, “Swingin’ Party” from Tim? It speaks to my inner boastful coward. 4. “One Long Pair of Eyes,” by Robyn Hitchcock. Maybe his only truly perfect song (almost everything else sounds too over- or under-produced on album, although I’m really, really fond of “I Used to Love You,” off, I think, A Star For Bram). 5. “Dead,” by They Might Be Giants. After ten minutes of thinking, this was the closest I could get to a peppy song—I admit I have to sing aloud to it every time I hear it. 6. Who are you going to pass this stick to? (3 persons) and why? Nancy and Tim, because they both have great taste in music and they both have blogs to post their answers on. (And I'm really curious how many gajillion gigs of music Tim has). There’s a lot of third choices (Edi, Ryan, Kara Platoni) who don’t meet the latter criteria. If I can think of anyone else (or if Edi will let me post her answers here), I’ll let you know. posted by Jeff Lester | 3:54 PM | |
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