Archive for June, 2008

A Fun Project

June 13, 2008

So, awhile ago, I began assembling a personal mixtape.

[shrinky-dink mixtape necklace, found on craftlog!]

It’s not a full tape, and you’ll understand why I’m excited for that by the time I’m done explaining the context of said mix.

If you’re ever particularly lonesome, drunk, stoned, strung out or otherwise unnatural, creating a tracklist corresponding to each and every love in your life, in chronological order, is both refreshing and distressing.

Also, for the record, I listen to mine a lot.

The method is simple. You pick a song for each love. You keep going. This isn’t something that is expected to end.

The song involved for a particular subject could be the song, a song you put on a mix for them or vice versa. One or two of mine made it because of certain lyrics, or even a single line. In the case of one song, the sound of it alone made it the definitive audio.

To take this further, and in an effort to be honest with the next entry on the tracklist, one might even consider giving a copy up for an ear-session. If said entry isn’t the jealous type.

Then again, it might be better to cuddle away with a fifth and listen to it on repeat until you pass out on your desk.

I’m not advocating obsessing, but like any great moment (and ideally, the song should capture the definitive moment of the relationship….if it was a bad one, then pal, you fucked up. To be fair, I’ve got one real misery of a tune on mine), you want to ride it out ad infinitum.

As a culture that loses its own identity as quickly as it affirms it, I think it’s more than important for the average you to sit down and get happy and sad over this stuff. Assemble a full tape (By all means, find that last track!). Listen to it. Find it when you move and tramp over it again. Remember. Tell your kids. But don’t go as far as to say they could have had a different parent. That’s just crazy.

The point is, live in and love your ID. Each track on this mix is just another factor in the equation. Sometimes it’s easier to explain things to yourself if you can find an icon for a given moment. You put those in a series, and it turns out your life is a little interesting.

Bring your film along with a sixer to your friends’ house, share and share alike; you can have a little festival. Stories like that beat the hell out of anything on the idiot box, in any case.

And since when did anyone need a serious excuse to drink and shoot the shit with pals?


I didn’t want to kiss and tell, but then, the point of the exercise is talking about this…So here’s my tracklist to date:

Major Label Debut (Fast Version)-Broken Social Scene
Nancy of Spades-Tony Fahey (To be fair, this is a friend of mine. Precious few have heard this.)
My Mistake-Smashing Pumpkins
Coffee & TV-Blur
One Line-PJ Harvey
Grass-Animal Collective
23-Blonde Redhead
Between The Bars-Elliott Smith