A New Time Suck, or the iPod love affair continues

Ever since I completed the Great CD Uploading Project of 2005 (and 2006), I have been on a mission to create playlists for my iPod. While I was recently told that the musical selection on my iPod is worse than what would be found at a gathering of rabid Celine Dion fans, I nonetheless enjoy listening to my Yanni collection. Ok, there really is no Yanni. But there is Barry Manilow. Seriously, I have “Copacabana” thanks to the Dreaded Bar Exam. When I was in the midst of studying for the most Evil Test Ever Created, I really didn’t understand the levels of homicide. No amount of studying or bar prep or CSI was going to help sort it out in my overtaxed brain. I was at the point where I was lucky not to be drooling, let alone remember what constituted a first degree versus a second degree murder. So, I decided to find obscure songs which showcased some type of extreme felonious behavior and make a mixed CD. I figured that if I wasn’t going to pass the exam and was about to waste a $100K education, heck, at least I could have a rockin’ mix about manslaughter. “Copacabana” made the cut based on this:

His name was Rico
He wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancing there
And when she finished,he called her over
But Rico went a bit to far
Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two
There was blood and a single gun shot
But just who shot who?

Clearly, there was a battery, but darn it, something happened as far as a murder. I think. Still now sure. But now, I have Barry on my iPod.

I’m currently making a playlist for everything: cleaning the bathroom, cooking chili, walking on the treadmill, driving to work, brushing my teeth. Every activity gets a playlist, as do emotions. I’ve got “songs for when you f*ck things up,” “songs for when mom talks about breeding,” “happy songs,” and “songs that make me horny.” Oh, and there are era-ish playlists. Like “prom songs” or “songs from when I was a dejected law student.” And ambition related playlists. For example “songs to get me back into skinny pants.”

The most eccentric playlist I’ve compiled this week is probably the “Love-ish” playlist. A sampling:

1.Thirteen by Big Star: Young love. Cute. Perhaps a bit nauseating.
2. Fat by Violent Femmes: An anthem for love scorned. It starts “I hope you got fat. I hope you got really fat.” Classic.
3. The Scientist by Coldplay: voted Best Love Song by a Whiny British Band in the ’06 Katherine Musical Awards.
4. A Question of Lust by Depeche Mode: Every good mix contains Depeche Mode.
5. Untouchable Face by Ani DiFranco: I listened to this on repeat my freshman year in college since I was the third person in a love triangle. My room mate listened to me moan and whine and play the song 93,745,983,475,893,475 times. She was a saint.
6. Black Coffee by Peggy Lee and K.D. Lang and Ani: It’s so good, they all did a version.
7. The Luckiest by Ben Folds: Simple, sweet, and going to be played at my wedding. And yes, mom, I will one day get married. There is hope.
8. I’m Wrong About Everything by John Wesley Harding: A song for men. Always admit fault. Always.
9. Love Love Love by The Mountain Goats: “Some moments last forever but some flare out with love love love.” Good lyrics. Plus, the band has a great name.
10. I’m the Man Who Loves You by Wilco: Great guitar. Great lyrics. Great song. Great background vocal: Ohhhohhhhwhoohooo.
11. You’re Gonna Miss Me (the live version) by 13th Floor: Break up with me, and you’ll miss me. The song says so, so there.
12. Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus: Teenage lesbian love. Naughty.
13. Daydream Believer by Mary Beth Maziarz: Friendship and love in the everyday world.
14. I Won’t Be Your Yoko Ono by Dar Williams: Well, not unless you are worthy of me.
15. Portions for Roxes by Rilo Kiley: When liking somebody is a bad idea but still happens. And then they sleep with somebody else. Ouch.
16. Last Goodbye by Jeff Buckley: Breaking up blows.
Honorable mention goes to Daisy Jane by America: the first time I heard it, I thought her name was Daisy Chain.

On a side note, I just got Meet the Smithereens by The Smithereens. Good album.


One Response to “A New Time Suck, or the iPod love affair continues”

  1. Just a Girl Says:

    Someone’s a fan of her Dawson’s soundtrack….seriously though, Teenage Dirtbag is about lesbians?!?!?!

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