Thursday, May 27, 2004

We Heeeeeeeeeeeere

"It's a distinct and painful memory shared by music lovers of a certain age. You spend a couple hours recording a wicked awesome mix tape for a friend, or a lover, or (most often) someone in the uncertain terrain between. You fill it with songs cunningly chosen to simultaneously bare your heart and play it cool. You nervously hand it over—"Yeah, no big deal, but I made you this." Two weeks later, you ask how much she loved it, and when she shrugs, you feel a hot flush of shame. Face it: Your mix tape sucks."

Do you ever get that piece of literature, art, music, whatever it is, that you just connect with? Is that not a great feeling? I'm not saying that every time it happens, it's some monumental thing like reading Catcher in the Rye or Emma does for some people. It's things like this little excerpt from a piece about how iTunes celebrity mixtapes ultimately are trash. But this introductory paragraph just made me excited. Just cause I've been there. It's so great to know someone else has been there too.

It's happened a lot for me in music, every once in a while in film too. But it's just a reminder of how great it is that there are these experiences we have and we can revel in them and share them with others and enjoy and be miserable and everything in between. Okay I'll shut up now.

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