atonal
Initially after getting the new drive I whipped up an elaborate taxonomy
for organizing my mp3s, which had previously lingered haphazzard on three
hundredish cds at the back of my closet. No more endless hunting along the
spool for me! I would begin anew, everything in its right place. Within a
week most of this organization had broken down due to the same sorts of
problems every taxonomy faces, but one folder remains, aptly titled DRUNK.
For a time I thought of dividing it into PUBLIC DRUNK, which would consist
of songs I was perfectly okay with people knowing I was into, and PRIVATE
DRUNK, which would contain the more embarassing material, but I realized
that this would only serve to confuse me when I was actually drunk. This
is for the best, as I’m no longer certain of what music I should be
embarassed to like. Likewise, some albums I’d be proud to own in certain
company would lead to endless headshaking and handwringing in others.
Besides, nobody ever comes over here to listen to music, and it’s unlikely
anyone but me will ever even hear any of this (except Cecelia, who doesn’t
really like anything that isn’t punkrock), so I gave up on that idea
entirely. If I were serious, I might have someone else make that kind of
decision for me, someone with a serious critical streak, but asking
someone else to organize my music feels too much like taking a dump in the
middle of the street. (ljcomments)
(12:12.05.19.2005) [/ana] #