Description: Despite being raised on the ultra-solid musical tastes of my parents, I dabbled in some fairly questionable musical material in my highschool years. While it is a bit embarrassing, I do find it necessary to remember one's roots, for better or worse.

In other words, keep it real, y'allz.

Description: This is my diversion from writing page after page of PHP for 2.0.

Description: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER:
It all started with an innocent post to the local craigslist. Two summers ago, I was living in portland. I was single. I was lonely.

One night thursday night, all alone, I browsed through the 'Missed connections' section of the local craigslist personals -- this is where you can find some of the *weirdest* shit. I read through a few, nothing interesting, until I saw this: 'HANDSOME SOFTWARE DEVELOPER -- w4m -- 23'

The body read 'You: in the coffee shop inside Borders, yelling and throwing Splenda packets at some girl who mispronounced 'Ayn Rand' while talking to her date. Me: At the counter, buying 'Tantric Sex for Dummies,' a book on cooking, an AWK pocket-reference book and a book which detailed how much fun could be had with black powder. Also, I with 99 of my supermodel friends.

PS - 13 of them are from Brazil.'

Since I was yelling and throwing things (I was using mugs, not Splenda packets) at that sadly misinformed pseudo-intellectual type for butchering my favourite socialist's name, I thought I'd respond. . .

Description: I despise mornings. Now that I'm not a lazy college kid, I actually have to get up at a reasonable hour and go somewhere to (hopefully) be productive. It's especially hard for me because sleep is like a glorious love affair with my bed and every morning, without fail, she attempts to seduce me to get back inside. A good soundtrack is my sleep-salt-peter.

Track 01 - 07: wake up.
Track 08 - 09: shower time.
Track 10 - 16: drive.

I know it's not the most cohesive mix, but it's got a lot of personal highlights from lesser mixes.

Description: At first, I simply sifted through my collection, picking and choosing my tracks, attempting to make a cream-of-the-crop makeout-mixtape. Once it was compiled and listened to a few times, something different began to emerge -- For each track, I found myself reminded of a particular place, time and girl in the past few years or so.

So, here it is: a mini lovelife retrospective soundtrack.

Description: Setting the tone for what is yet to come, the opening track is among the most important ones. Thusly, I had the inspiration to pick through my collection and select a few of my favourite album-openers.

The album opens with a barrage but quickly mellows down, leading way to a few songs dropped on me as a child.

Part II of III.

Description: Music trivia sticks in my head like pubic hair to Velcro. I started this mix on paper, trying to flex my musical knowledge as hard as possible, but soon realized that as a mix, it sucked. Thusly, I wadded the paper up and started again.

My second try, the theme: a listenable mix that connects two *very* unrelated artists.

Enjoi!

Description: Dearest College-freshman Eric,
What lies ahead for you on this mix is a gift from 5 years in the future. It represents a few highlights of your personal soundtrack from particular moments in time during your 5-year-stint in college. If that makes any sense.

For you all: a peek into the audiobiography of Eric. In pseudo no-related-order.

Description: Installment one of my 'Wordless' franchise, this is a carefully thought out mix of a few of my favourite instrumental or otherwise wordless songs.

The first half is mellow and subdued [tracks 1-7]
The last half (see also: ass-end) is not mellow or subdued [tracks 8-15]

I spent a fair amount of time carefully arranging, removing and adding tracks to get the best possible flow I could. I think she turned out just dandy.

Description: A experimental study in connect-the-songs mixtaping. While the flow of the actual music may be a bit lacking in cohesiveness, the song titles are where the real magic lies.

Salt on everything is everything means nothing to me the new you devil you go girl / boy song 3 little birdsong for my father my king.

Description: A mix for spring: the sudden showers and odd, seemingly misplaced bursts of the most glorious sunlight. Just long enough music to get me to campus, between buildings and back home again.

Description: I'm always trying to get my mom into 'hip' music, but she's pretty picky. Actually, she's super-duper picky, thus my need to make this mix.

I present to you, a compilation of songs that I adore, yet my mother will never understand.

Description: Setting the tone for what is yet to come, the opening track is among the most important ones. Thusly, I had the inspiration to pick through my collection and select a few of my favourite album-openers.

Part I of III.

Description: My (wonderful / beautiful) girlfriend was begging me for a low-key mix she could listen to when she was working mornings a few months back. After mixing up some of my favourite songs, I gave it to her.

It must have been pretty good, as I ended up having to make three new copies for her -- her coworkers kept stealing it.

...And that's the best mixtaping compliment I've ever received.