Suddenly, a few songs I hadn't heard in a while and did not have on .mp3 flashed into memory; both tracks from the decade in question. PiL's Rise, and Nu Shooz's "I Can't Wait". Remember Nu Shooz? I didn't, at first. I had to search a bit for the song... I knew the band was some cutesy name but I first tried Split Enz. Ha! I thought it was like Split something or something image like Split Image or Shattered Image, but I rememembered the cutesy Z. But hey. I've already told Jason this, but I am someday going to make a CD mix of Exposé/Nu Shooz/Stacey Q; all '86-'88 bubblegumsynthpopchixrock. Why, because making superhighlyspecificated subclassifications reveals just how pathetic music geeks are. And it's fun.
Angar is an en-ah-jee... Yeah, sing it, Johnny.
There are three archetypical mixtapes. There's the first tape of the relationship, filled with hope and expectations for the recipient. I hope she likes this. The second tape is an attempt to express yourself; this is how I feel about you. The third, if it comes, comes with understanding. That's the tape we all strive to make, the tape that the recipient is most apt to like, by definition, because it comes at a point of understanding. I know you will like this, because I know you now. I am thinking about this in a vague tangetial romantic vein, as I haven't made the mix CD/tape Becca asked me for awhile ago.