Description: I don't frequent strip clubs and I'm not really a dancer. A recent trip to one made me realize that there has to be more to this than Def Leppard, Rob Zombie, and Ginuwine...right? I like to think this might be the best 40 minute lap dance ever.

I wish I could search through mix tapes to see if someone has already done this.

Description: I wish I lived in a place where the season changes were dramatic. I'd kill for the chapped lips that tell you fall has arrived and I want to be ostracized for wearing flip flops and short sleeved shirts in October.

I'm respectively covering every season here...in a car.

Description: I HAVEN'T MADE A MIX IN FOREVER, AND TODAY IS THE DAY.

Description: These songs are secretly sexy, there will be no "let's get it on" in here (although let's get it on is pretty sexy). I also tried to identify with movies and videos, cause everything is movies these days.

Description: I was cleaning my room a few days ago, and ended up on the ground going through old music. Boxes of old tapes, shutter racks of empty cd cases, cd cases with missing cds, cd cases cracked to hell, digipak and single cd's that are too thin to fit in said rack, a shoe box of 7 inches, some 10 inches and more 12 inches in ugly green crates. I scoffed at some of it, wondering what I was thinking and some of it made me laugh a little and reminisce like an old masochist. I was doing a lot of oooohhhhhing and ahhhhhing and I know why I had kept these particular pieces of music for whatever reason.
The whole idea was to clean my room, but I ended up making a bigger mess. It made me want to call up old friends and try to resurrect old relationships and made me a little angry, all in about an hour and a half.
These songs give/gave me the chills. I used a sort of chronological order and everything is relevant, and I wasn't too worried about how things fit together because they're all decent in their own right. I also tried to make them chronological in their release, but I can't help being a late bloomer in some situations. It's also late, and I'm getting kind of sad. This made me think of things that I haven't thought about in a long time.
I couldn't possibly fit everything, so I just narrowed it down to the most meaningful.

Description: So I got a bicycle, and I love it, and after a big ol' lesson on how to change tires and tubes and what not, I decided to make an ode to my new boyfriend, which hopefully won't get stolen or crushed with me on it. I can't ride in the area where I am living right now because I'm scared of assholes driving, assholes driving on cell phones, drunks driving on cell phones, and drunk assholes driving on cell phones.
I'll be moving to korea town in a month, it's more bike friendly there. And I will be playing this when I get to my special place in the land of bbq, boba, and epileptic seizures caused by neon lights.

Description: I love the monsters but relate so much more to the robots, plus their music is much better.

Robots lead such a better life, where monsters are forced into being hairy hermits in south-western Canada or only allowed to be themselves at night or when there's a full moon, it just seems like such a mundane existence. Although the secrecy and anonimity is kind of sexy, the upkeep is just too much.

It took ALL of my might to not ruin this with a certain STYX song.

Oil my joints and send me on my way, these songs remind me of robots.

Description: Sad like watching infomercials for scrapbooking and dogsitting for my boss all weekend, two weekends in a row now.

Description: I had an enlightened experience at a skate shop today while buying Krooked Kronicles. I have ignored the skateboarding films for too long now, and I often forget how much they have actually helped me. So today I decided to base a tape around them.
There is a something about music on skateboarding films, and that, unlike your average film, there is NO promise of the list of music in the credits. For me, it's usually a google death hunt of searching lyrics and asking around.
I tried my hardest to not repeat films and just pick music based off of how well it worked out in said film, leading to good music being cut. I also chose more recent films (I'm pretty sure nothing pre-1991).

Description: i have been looking at this list for days, trying to make it better with no success and a lot of head aching. i have torn apart my tape cases and cds looking for song titles that fit together and trying to remember songs, and i can't look at this mix anymore. i wasn't going to put this up, because i think there is a better way, but i can't let go of the botch>de la soul>subtle connection. i'll admit that these aren't my favorite songs from these bands, some are better than others.
but come on.

Description: all of these songs never get old and never fail me, they all demand a kool-aid smile and a sing-a-long. there's a little shame mixed in here.

Description: strange beats involving pianos and creepy guitars all around, and people mostly singing, and some just talking. this monday mix causes a raised eyebrow on my coworker's face and a smile on mine, while sitting in traffic on the 101 S. i threw in some upbeat stuff just to break it up, cause nobody likes a sleepy driver/worker.