mindless post about music
Jan. 28th, 2008 10:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7On my iMac I had my iTunes sorted into a series of playlist, the autoupdating kind. It was sorted by play count. I would listen to different play-count lists and get different moods from each one.
Just now I accidentally sorted by play count and now I'm going down through 10. The songs I have I've listened to 10 times on this computer.
Portishead, "Glory Box"
R.L. Burnside, "Let My Baby Ride"
Rasputina, "If Your Kisses Can't Hold The Man You Love (Then Your Tears Won't Bring Him Back)"
The Refreshments, "Girly"
Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers, "Americano!"
Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers, "Green & Dumb"
Shannon Curfman, "True Friends"
Squirrel Nut Zippers, "Hell"
Tony Joe White, "Did Somebody Make A Fool Out Of You"
Vince Guaraldi Trio, "Linus and Lucy"
Widespread Panic, "Godzilla"
Aaron Copland, "Appalachian Spring"
Besides the Roger Clyne theme (which is a threefer, the Refreshments being his old band), is it any wonder that when people ask me what "kind" of music I listen to I sort of shrug? That's sorted alphabetically, by the way, and starts in the middle; the selection of 10 plays above include Ani DiFranco, Gillian Welch, Petra Hayden, Dolores Keane, Indigenous, Marah, and Mark Knopfler.
I say this not to prove my excellent musical taste, but just to give a schizophrenic snapshot.
(Two things to include as caveats: 10 is high-middle in terms of repetitions-- my #1 song is at 17; and my playcounts all got reset when I got this computer and I lost some impressive stats. Actually I think "Green and Dumb" was up near the top in those stats, with something over 30 repeats in two and some change years. I had time to listen to music more back then...)
I'd post sample mp3s but I'm supposed to be writing just now. Hah. I'm attempting to outline and I've hit a thorny patch. I don't premeditate well. Maybe I should stop.
But if anyone wants any of the above songs, I'll share. Comment and let me know.
All that said, I should probably do the meme I just saw in![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
debg's journal just now.
Memes are excuses for self-absorbed rambling, and I need an excuse since I've been doing so much of it.
Instructions: Open up your iTunes and fill out this survey, no matter how embarrassing the responses might be.
How many songs total: 6151
How many hours or days of music: 16 days
Most recently played: Before I started this post, it was "Pedestal" by Portishead
Most played: "I'll Sleep When I'm Dead", Warren Zevon
Most recently added: "The Darkside", US3 (I realized at New Year's Eve that I didn't have Hand on the Torch on this computer/iPod. Tragic! You never know when you'll need to bust out "Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia)" at a slumber party. Hey, it was relevant at that moment.)
Sort by song title
First Song: "2000 Light Years Away", Green Day
Last Song: "A", Barenaked Ladies
(Hm, maybe I had that backwards. Well, numbers used to come first, in my defense.)
Sort by time
Shortest Song: "Who's Knocking On The Wall?" They Might Be Giants
Longest Song: Entire album, Paul Oakenfold, Swordfish
Sort by album
First album: Acme, John Spencer Blues Explosion
Last album: Lots of unnamed albums at the end, but last name album is Motorhead's 1916.
First song that comes up on Shuffle: "Listed MIA", Rancid
Search the following and state how many songs come up:
Death - 8
Life - 65
Love - 203
Hate - 27
You - 470
Sex - 38
Let it be noted, for the record, that I no longer even own any music that's not on the computer, so this is all that I have.
There's more music still on the old computer, but I periodically go through and retrieve more music I never meant to abandon when I jumped ship.
I feel better. I think I know what I need to do next in this writing project.
But, of course, I need to go to sleep now, so I can go to work tomorrow and stare in a mystified, but not overtired at least, manner at my computer screen and wonder just what it is that I'm supposed to be doing here anyway. I am a square peg, I really can't help it, and this is the roundest of round holes I've ever encountered. The people are nice, the position is nice, and I sometimes know what to do and do it well, but mostly I stare in befuddlement at the concept wondering how it is meant to apply to a world in which I also live. I want so badly to be good at something that earns me money, but I just don't know where to start on this one, and I've been here seven months. I spent today on important but entirely irrelevant busywork that some muckety-muck wanted done, which anything with at least two fingers and one eye could have done, but I did it, because at least it was straightforward and didn't require me to call strangers on the phone. "Just do it," the sales manager says, and I stare at names and phone numbers and scripts, scripts I've written myself no less, and think, "but, but why?" There is something I am missing.
Just now I accidentally sorted by play count and now I'm going down through 10. The songs I have I've listened to 10 times on this computer.
Portishead, "Glory Box"
R.L. Burnside, "Let My Baby Ride"
Rasputina, "If Your Kisses Can't Hold The Man You Love (Then Your Tears Won't Bring Him Back)"
The Refreshments, "Girly"
Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers, "Americano!"
Roger Clyne & the Peacemakers, "Green & Dumb"
Shannon Curfman, "True Friends"
Squirrel Nut Zippers, "Hell"
Tony Joe White, "Did Somebody Make A Fool Out Of You"
Vince Guaraldi Trio, "Linus and Lucy"
Widespread Panic, "Godzilla"
Aaron Copland, "Appalachian Spring"
Besides the Roger Clyne theme (which is a threefer, the Refreshments being his old band), is it any wonder that when people ask me what "kind" of music I listen to I sort of shrug? That's sorted alphabetically, by the way, and starts in the middle; the selection of 10 plays above include Ani DiFranco, Gillian Welch, Petra Hayden, Dolores Keane, Indigenous, Marah, and Mark Knopfler.
I say this not to prove my excellent musical taste, but just to give a schizophrenic snapshot.
(Two things to include as caveats: 10 is high-middle in terms of repetitions-- my #1 song is at 17; and my playcounts all got reset when I got this computer and I lost some impressive stats. Actually I think "Green and Dumb" was up near the top in those stats, with something over 30 repeats in two and some change years. I had time to listen to music more back then...)
I'd post sample mp3s but I'm supposed to be writing just now. Hah. I'm attempting to outline and I've hit a thorny patch. I don't premeditate well. Maybe I should stop.
But if anyone wants any of the above songs, I'll share. Comment and let me know.
All that said, I should probably do the meme I just saw in
debg's journal just now. Memes are excuses for self-absorbed rambling, and I need an excuse since I've been doing so much of it.
Instructions: Open up your iTunes and fill out this survey, no matter how embarrassing the responses might be.
How many songs total: 6151
How many hours or days of music: 16 days
Most recently played: Before I started this post, it was "Pedestal" by Portishead
Most played: "I'll Sleep When I'm Dead", Warren Zevon
Most recently added: "The Darkside", US3 (I realized at New Year's Eve that I didn't have Hand on the Torch on this computer/iPod. Tragic! You never know when you'll need to bust out "Cantaloop (Flip Fantasia)" at a slumber party. Hey, it was relevant at that moment.)
Sort by song title
First Song: "2000 Light Years Away", Green Day
Last Song: "A", Barenaked Ladies
(Hm, maybe I had that backwards. Well, numbers used to come first, in my defense.)
Sort by time
Shortest Song: "Who's Knocking On The Wall?" They Might Be Giants
Longest Song: Entire album, Paul Oakenfold, Swordfish
Sort by album
First album: Acme, John Spencer Blues Explosion
Last album: Lots of unnamed albums at the end, but last name album is Motorhead's 1916.
First song that comes up on Shuffle: "Listed MIA", Rancid
Search the following and state how many songs come up:
Death - 8
Life - 65
Love - 203
Hate - 27
You - 470
Sex - 38
Let it be noted, for the record, that I no longer even own any music that's not on the computer, so this is all that I have.
There's more music still on the old computer, but I periodically go through and retrieve more music I never meant to abandon when I jumped ship.
I feel better. I think I know what I need to do next in this writing project.
But, of course, I need to go to sleep now, so I can go to work tomorrow and stare in a mystified, but not overtired at least, manner at my computer screen and wonder just what it is that I'm supposed to be doing here anyway. I am a square peg, I really can't help it, and this is the roundest of round holes I've ever encountered. The people are nice, the position is nice, and I sometimes know what to do and do it well, but mostly I stare in befuddlement at the concept wondering how it is meant to apply to a world in which I also live. I want so badly to be good at something that earns me money, but I just don't know where to start on this one, and I've been here seven months. I spent today on important but entirely irrelevant busywork that some muckety-muck wanted done, which anything with at least two fingers and one eye could have done, but I did it, because at least it was straightforward and didn't require me to call strangers on the phone. "Just do it," the sales manager says, and I stare at names and phone numbers and scripts, scripts I've written myself no less, and think, "but, but why?" There is something I am missing.
