I've talked about this before, but there is something magical about making a mix. Making mix CDs were my thing. I know mix tapes pre-date mix CDs, but CDs are the medium I used. As many songs as you needed, up to 64/70 mins. You had to be choosy.
Are custom cloud playlists what people would use these days? I know I’m displaying some mad “it ain’t good like it used to be” attitude here, but that just ain’t the same, and it’s a poorer replacement. CDs were physical and not modifiable. They were an expressive musical snapshot of a time/place/feeling. Playlists are limitless and endlessly editable. Where’s the romance? The historic time capsule?
In much the same way that this blog is an active exercise in nostalgia for the sake of an older experience, I’ve decided to assemble a “mix-CD” of songs that I feel describe me. I’ll stick to the 70min cap, and I’ll choose songs that are both important to me and descriptive of me in some crucial way. I’ll post the song list here and explanations for each song. Hell, I think I’ll even BURN a copy. That’s right, I still have a spindle of blank CDs. Remember when spindles of discs were things?
Dear god, I hope I can move on from my past, please don’t let it always be like this….
Are custom cloud playlists what people would use these days? I know I’m displaying some mad “it ain’t good like it used to be” attitude here, but that just ain’t the same, and it’s a poorer replacement. CDs were physical and not modifiable. They were an expressive musical snapshot of a time/place/feeling. Playlists are limitless and endlessly editable. Where’s the romance? The historic time capsule?
In much the same way that this blog is an active exercise in nostalgia for the sake of an older experience, I’ve decided to assemble a “mix-CD” of songs that I feel describe me. I’ll stick to the 70min cap, and I’ll choose songs that are both important to me and descriptive of me in some crucial way. I’ll post the song list here and explanations for each song. Hell, I think I’ll even BURN a copy. That’s right, I still have a spindle of blank CDs. Remember when spindles of discs were things?
Dear god, I hope I can move on from my past, please don’t let it always be like this….
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