Playlist Week 2: My Mouth Is Foaming From The Vicious Attack

I’m challenging myself to get through a whole shuffle of my music collection on my iPod without skipping. Then I write about what I heard each week.

As God is my witness, there will be non iPod shuffle content on Logy Express sometime soon. On Monday I thought I’d fucked up the shuffle when I tried to listen to it on iTunes (the order somehow got re-shuffled), but the husband of one of my three readers saved the day. Yea for having three readers! Boo for my being a moron and using up my precious writing time fixing the damn shuffle.

So I ended up creating a new shuffle order of the songs I hadn’t already listened to in week 1. I have a new total number of songs now, because I figured as long as I was messing around, I might as well add some CDs that I realized weren’t on my iPod last week (the Ocean Blue).

The listening experience was less calming this week and I felt more antsy. Maybe it was just the annoyance of messing up the original shuffle and having to scramble to try to salvage the experiment, but I kept wanting to skip songs and having to remind myself that I couldn’t. I think listening to my other iPod/allowing myself to skip songs while I run is confusing me.

The title of this post comes from the one Skatenigs song on my iPod (iTunes says this song hasn’t been played before this week). “Chemical Imbalance” came out when I was in college, early in my relationship with Dave. Although it had apparently been long enough that we’d run out of things to say to each other because alarmingly, we began using lines from this song to communicate. It got so bad that we were hardly saying anything to each other that didn’t come from this song (sometimes one of us would just turn to the other and say “COCKROACHES!” out of nowhere). I think we both started worrying that we’d never outgrow this, but we got through this stage of our relationship unscathed and we use all kinds of non-Skatenigs vocabulary these days.

Short week due to MLK day holiday, here is the weekly summary:

• Songs listened to this week:  89
• Completed:  almost 10%
• Number of double shots:  3

Genesis (one of which was ‘Tonight, Tonight, Tonight’, the 12″ version, as if the original weren’t long enough), Simon and Garfunkel, the Police (One song was live, from the Buffalo Synchronicity bootleg, the show my brother was willing to take me to and that Mom said “no, you can see them next time” to.  I was ten years old and it was two hours away on a school night, but I’m still pissed that she said no, and particularly pissed that she doesn’t regret it, even knowing now that there wasn’t really a “next time.” Mothers, with their ridiculous rules. I have no idea what I learned during that day of school that the concert would have made me miss or be less than alert for, but I certainly remember missing this concert.).

• Number of triple shots:  1 (The Beatles)
• Number of new to me songs:  0
• Number of songs that I’m so totally deleting:  maybe 1 (Dido ‘Slide’)

Maybe she’s singing on key in this song, but it doesn’t sound good to me.

• Best example of why I can’t play an unedited iPod shuffle at a party:  Olivia Newton-John ‘Make a Move on Me’
• Song I’ll be saddest not to hear again until this is over:  Delays “Nearer than Heaven’
• Song that made me dance around during the dog walk:  The Wedding Present ‘Take Me!’
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I can’t believe this concert video quality. This wasn’t the show we saw last year, we saw them in D.C. two nights before. It sounded like this, trust me.

• Weirdest coincidence:  I have three Drivin’ N’ Cryin’ songs on my iPod (shut it, three of their songs are kind of good) and two of them came up this week. I know that is totally within the realm of normal random selection, but it’s weird.
• Song that made me smile the whole way through:  Flight of the Conchords ‘If You’re Into It’
• Song that somehow speaks to me of my own childhood memories:  The Innocence Mission ‘Keeping Awake’

Perhaps the beginning of my lifelong struggle to get enough sleep, as a child I never wanted to go to sleep because I felt I was missing something. My Mom and older brother would still be awake and I could hear them downstairs presumably having fun (“hearing your voice in the house…”).

• Song that George W. Bush ruined for me:  James ‘Sometimes (Lester Piggott)’

Why Bush felt the need to say that nonsense about getting a sense of Putin’s soul, I’ll never know. Now every time I hear this song I think of George Bush…every. damn. time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOOKy8-V4Vo

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