I've been working on this here mix for about three weeks. Why so long to compile only ten songs, why so long only to be forced to put on "Pink Moon" literally steeling from the spiny fingers of a Volkswagen commercial. Really? Yeah, I did it. Nick Drake. The problem I'm having here is listening to more than 10 folk songs. Ever. Not that I don't love a hardy dose of stoned musicians singing about how lovely the world is, but after 20 minutes I figuratively want to strum myself from the Broadway bridge and stay there, a capella, until I can't think of anymore metaphors that have to do with life and life’s trials and tribulations. I love it, and I hate it at the exact same time. I hear myself singing “Heart of Gold” exactly like Neil Young would want me to, and I see myself crying when Yusurf Islam (for all of you who were around when “folk” was still “folkie” Yusurf Islam used to be Cat Stevens) tells me that I can do what I want, that the opportunity is mine, and I think to myself… Folk me?! Folk you!!
Cat Stevens- If You Want To Sing Out, Sing Out
Bob Dylan- Lay, Lady, Lay
George Harrison- Give Me Love
James Taylor- Fire and Rain
Neil Young- Old Man
Joni Mitchell- Little Green
Carole King- So Far Away
Fleetwood Mac- Never Going Back Again
Simon & Garfunkel- April Come She Will
Nick Drake- Pink Moon
On a side note, I am aware of how much I mention crying, and I'm okay with who I am, and if you take a look at my life, I'm a lot like you-
P.S.S. I know that I got a little crazy with the links, but Jenny from STAFF MEAL showed me how to do it. So now that's all I'm gonna do.
Monday, October 27, 2008
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As much as I'd like to rip this mix apart (if for no other reason than sport,) I can't. I'd definitely let you buy me dinner on a second date if you made this for me.
How's this for an idea???
Let's start actually making these mixes and using them on test subjects. We can report effectiveness and progress (or lack thereof here on the blog.) Plus it would give us all a nice scapegoat if everything went wrong. Rather than blaming myself, I could blame "Sam's stupid fucking mix." Which is not only convenient, but allows me to continue to stunt my personal growth, which is desirable. Ima gunna do it.
-pvt. parts
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