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3/6/03:
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And of course my slightly more matured dating life (and the near-extinction of the cassette) has made me realise I've somewhere abandoned the art of the romantic mixtape, and that can't possibly be a good thing. One look at the Art of the Mix, wherein public users post their favourite playlists, and now I'm scrambling to figure out a way to woo any certain someones with some of the crazy tropica sounds I've collected over the years (post-cassette, still pre-CD-burner, and emphatically loyal to vinyl - not a very compatible setup to be sure). [link via purselipsquarejaw.]
As I'm scrolling through this less-than-totally-navigable site, I'm quite drawn to those sweetly awkward mixtape titles, oh-so high school - "Putting Pennies On The Reading Railroad","my love life can be compared to driving a chopstick up your nose","why's america so straight and me so bent" , and I'll add a personal favourite title from the boxes of left-behind crap music scattered about my own workplace - "Thought I was Henry Rollins 'til I saw I looked like Phil Collins." posted by jeremy @ 1:29 AM
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