I write this post from a safe place. A place where I know, no matter how many times I click "Reader Comments: Allow," no one will be allowed to comment on (a) my age or (b) my weirdass taste in music.
HA!
Thanks to the efforts of a
certain sweetie I have all of my old college mp3s on HotCop's new computer for my iTuning pleasure.
Granted, he did all this work over the 4th of July weekend, and I've been listening ever since but there was something about the way Party Shuffle selected a live version of Sarah McLachlan singing Oh, Canada! followed by Cotton Eyed Joe followed by Marc Cohen's True Companion that really inspired me to write.
Because, the truth is, I had Napster in college. Free, illegal Napster in all it's glory. Napster is the reason I have Take On Me (A Ha!) as well as She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy (Kenny Chesney).
Before I went to college, I didn't know what an mp3 was. My friend Drooly Dave set me up with Napster and WinAmp one day when I was mad at my first-semester-freshman-year-best-friend. Isn't everyone best friends with everyone else first semester freshman year?
See, Drooler told me,
this is what Lauren can't get to work. I spent many a Wednesday night downloading music when I should've been studying Psych 101.
Now there is some music I've paid for: that song from one of the last episodes of Veronica Mars' 2nd season. You know the one; the one that was playing when Logan told her their love was epic. Epic! A couple of (legally) free iTunes most inspired by episodes of The OC when it was good.
And, really, who's music collection would be complete without G-love & Special Sauce?
Labels: music, nostalgia, on me