Two weeks ago I did a semi-sad thing.
I realized it was time to move on, and parted ways with my stereo. It hasn't been put to use in almost a year. It's a poor ol dusty lonely fool. I gave it to my aunt. Hopefully with her, it will be played as often as it had before, with me - even if it consists of mostly Luis Miguel albums.
I felt okay about it, and filled with the momentum for change, I decided to go along and start getting ride of my CDs, as well. I told my brother he could take whatever he wanted. And withing 10 minutes, I had completely changed my mind.
MY BABIES! GIMME BACK MY BABIES! Like a drug-addict mother on The Steve Wilkos show, suddenly realizing all the neglect and abandoment she has committed on her children, and her teeth. (Druggies need to brush) II couldn't believe what I had done or what I was even thinking. 'M SO SORRY, MY BABIES! A better home with Jamie, my ass.
He took so many albums, ranging from The Velvet Underground to Third Eye Blind (Omg, 3eb?!) and made such a mess while doing so. When I said I wanted them to be returned, he gave me no trouble but did throw them all on my bed, leaving me with a huge disaster to go through.
Now, anybody who knows me, knows that I am a total n-e-a-t f-r-e-a-k, slighly obsessive, and look-up to Monica from Friends. And with the mess that I was left with, there was only one thing for me to do: organization party!
I have hundreds of CDs. I would never attempt on counting, because that would be a psychiatic eprsode waiting to happen. The way my system is set that everything is alphabetized by band name and chronlogicalized within that band. It's so funny and great, because I have Beyonce next to Bikini Kill and Nine Inch Nails next to Notorious BIG, but my favorite was to see Tilly & the Wall, Justin Timberlake, TLC, and Tool all side by side. I even found the cassette tape with Robot Squad's songs recorded. God, I love my embarrassing music collection.
It literally took me HOURS to reorganize. Oh, but the finished product is so beautiful. I should take a picture.
So in the end, I decided to keep my CDs, and have them set up as a music library for my brother or mom or whoever. Take a CD or 2, it's alright, just be sure to put it back where you found it by the end of them month. (5 cent charge after every day CD is not returned after due date)
People don't even listen to CDs anymore though, right? Everything's digitally downloaded on iPods and mp3s or something? I've been out of the game for a while. I'm stuck in the past, y'all.
the point of all this, is because my mom took one of my CD cases, filled with mixes I've made over the years, without me knowing. And so I get e-mails from her discussing
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From: "Sylvia Colon"
Not only does Snoop Dog have a potty mouth, he's encouraging me to "smoke weed every day". lol. Should I have been more diligent in what you were listeing too. Good song.
From: smilepolitely@comcast.net [mailto:smilepolitely@comcast.net]
Sent: Wednesday, May 21, 2008 1:54 PM
To: Sylvia Colon
Subject: [BULK] Re: your mail
you're listening to my mixes. that song is so good! great spelling lessons, as well. it's one of James's favorites too you should see the video, strippers and smoke galore! Dr. Dre, Snoop, and Nate-Dog! West Side!!! Are you listening to this at work?
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From: "Sylvia Colon"
Yes, I have headphones on. lol. I'm sitting here in my business attire, typing away, listening to this stuff. Then a few songs later, I'm almost sure its marylin manson something about "pretty boy" Maybe its not marylin, don't know, but sounds like him. Woah, out of control. Love it!!
From: smilepolitely@comcast.net [mailto:smilepolitely@comcast.net]
Sent: Wednesday, May 21, 2008 2:05 PM
To: Sylvia Colon
Subject: RE: [BULK] Re: your mail
"pretty boy"? I'm not sure what you're talking about. but if the voice is kinda schreechy and kinda fast-paced ong, then that's Placebo. Nancy boy? hmm, i need more details.
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From: "Sylvia Colon"
Very strong, heavy, rock song. He talks and then yells. He says I'm just a pretty boy... but the line you should remember is "you'll consume my ---- and like it." something like that. I'm listening to it again, but it really is hard to understand. "all my life who am I" over and over. Wow!! Yes, now its the Fugees. Really, really good CD. All over the place.
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I cannot believe I had my mom listening to KoRn -
Faget, no less.I feel like sucha motherfucking queer.