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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Music survey

So Jen passed me this musical baton.

Total volume of music files on my computer

Right now, it's 591. This is on my work computer. There are more at home.

The Last CD I Bought

Suzanne Vega's greatest hits, I think. I was feeling nostalgic. Or two Samples CDs, which I bought for Hannah.

Song Playing Right Now

Once a Week, on the Mystic album Cuts for Luck and Scars for Freedom. I am generally not much into rap or hip hop, but she has amazing lyrics and musicality. RealPlayer categorizes it as Underground Rap. Ha.

Five Songs That Mean a Lot to Me

Hardest question ever. I'm changing this to albums.

1. Greg Brown's Dream Cafe. The first time I heard it, I was sprawled on the couch at my friend Karen's house, stoned out of my mind, the empty wine bottles scattered on her coffee table. She was making me a mix tape of folk music she loved, which struck a chord in me as being the music of my childhood. God, I miss her--and that tape. I have fantasies about tracking her down to say hi, and looking for the worn tape among my messy collection and making it into a more durable mix CD.

2. Alejandro Escovedo, either More Miles than Money, or A Man under the Influence. My favorite is the latter, but he does a kick-ass version of "I Wanna Be Your Dog," which competes with "Jolene" for being my favorite song. He is so soulful, mournful, moving. Everyone to whom I've ever recommended him is eternally grateful.

3. John Renbourn's Faro Annie. This album isn't available anywhere. JF was an English folk singer/guitarist, and his solo stuff is pre-Pentangle. In high school, I'd drag out my parents' record player and put this album on repeat. It's a dirty, hippie, commune folk album. In my opinion, the best of its kind.

4. Oh dear god, how could I forget Ani until #4? Ani DiFranco's Little Plastic Castles. My feelings about this album were best chronicled previously in my blog.

5. R.E.M.'s Automatic for the People. Obviously. It was the anthem album for my high school friends. I remember laying out at the lake, cruising Main, listening to the mournful songs.

Best Sex Song

Fuck making love. It's all about the fucking. Ok, top 5. Bill Withers' Use Me; Ben Harper's Please Me Like You Want to; Nina Simone's I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl; Portishead's, well, really any song on Dummy; and, um, the song Tim wrote about me: Sweet Kansas Woman.

Five People I'm Passing the Musical Baton to

Megan
Joolz
Jamie
Tish

2 Comments:

Blogger tish said...

I'm going to post mine here if that's ok!

Total volume of music files on my computer
2,951

The Last CD I Bought
Ani DiFranco Knuckle Down

Song Playing Right Now
a Mashup of Kelis' Milkshake and Britney Spears Slave for You. It's called My Milkshake is a Slave For You which is the best title EVER for a song.

Five Songs That Mean a Lot to Me
I can't answer this question. I don't know how. I can't even commit to a song to sing at kareoke much less pin down 5. But if I have to pick 5 songs that have deeply affected me, I guess I will say the first 5 that come to mind, as long as you keep in mind that this answer could change at any given second.

Fleetwood Mac /Rhiannon
Sarah Naclachlan /Elsewhere
Tori Amos /Tear in Your Hand
Blue October /Sweet and Somber Pigeon Wings
Debbie Gibson /Lost In Your Eyes

Best Sex Song
I don't like to fuck while the music is on. I can't focus.

4:44 PM  
Blogger Ovary Punch said...

Hey, how about you guys stop having sex with guys and do only girls from now on. And stop using spiked dildos. I fucking rule!

9:08 PM  

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