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I have just listened to the entire My Bloody Valentine first album, entitled Loveless, whilst reading this QOTW.

There may be some deeper meaning to this post.
Or perhaps.. not.
(felch, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 22:21, 2 replies)

Legend of Holly
Years ago in a small town not far away lived a friend of mine called Holly with whom I shared an occaisonal cigarette. I say a small town not far away, it was fairly far, but thus was our friendship.

Anyway, and no doubt these songs will provide some reference for timing, but Holly disliked her boyfriend of the time and was known for being a bit of a promiscual woman(never liked her that way, a bit of a cruel wit and the MASTER of mixtapes.

Herself and her boyfriend had being going on strong for a handful of months and it seemed they were unseperable. Holly, bless her, couldn't even figure out a way to get rid of him. He laughed off her, "We should break up." comments as jokes, he fended her jibes with humility and sarcasm and apparantly was hung like a dolphin. Of course, no doubt you clever sirs will see what Holly did. I have this mix-tape beside me and have listened to it through the years when faced with my own female troubles (It's not an emotional mixtape, it just makes me laugh). I'd like to think it encompasses all aspects of a failed love. It doesn't have a track list, you need to listen to it through. Took me a while to track down some of these songs.

To George, from Holly.
[circa Oct 2001]

She Hates Me - Puddle of Mudd
This Love - Pantera
F.O.D. (Fuck Off and Die) - Greenday
Kiss This - Aaron Tippin
Filler - Minor Threat
Last Cup of Sorrow - Faith No More
Suicide is Painless - Manic Street Preachers
Good Riddance - Greenday
Jump - Van Halen

Watching George (name changed) come up to us the next day telling us how awesome the mixtape was almost heart breaking. Holly told him to go home and listen to it again, it was important. Apparantly she saw him around after that, but the message got through. I don't know if she reads b3ta or not, if so then the story is mine, eff off. I suppose there'll be plenty of break-up mixtapes, though.
(sorry., Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:49, 1 reply)

For Pink Goddess...
Pink Goddess is the inspiration for choosing these songs. Why not see if you can work out exactly how she inspired this selection of choonz*:

"Big Blonde and Beautiful" by Queen Latifah
"Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now" by Marissa Jaret Winokur, Nikki Blonsky & Ricki Lake
"Big In Bed" by Lilly Melody
"Fatty Bum Bum" by Carl Malcolm
"Fatty Boo" by Faithless
"Big Fun" by Kool & The Gang
"Fat Bottomed Girls" by Queen
"Unskinny Bop" by Poison
"Big Boned Gal" by k. d. lang
"Big Fat Blonde" by The Rainmakers
"You're the One for Me Fatty" by Morrissey
"Big Girl (You Are Beautiful)" by Mika
"Big Girls Don't Cry" by Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons
"Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others" by The Smiths
"Fat" by Weird Al Yankovic
"Big Blonde and Beautiful (Reprise)" by John Travolta & Michelle Pfeiffer


(* or whatever you young people say these days)
(purplegod counting down for Christmas!, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:31, 4 replies)

Someone has sent me a valentines card....
i'm scared, ok i didn't read the title of this weeks qotw but thats as good as it gets
( SkUG >_O i got a couple of stitches in my eyeball... ow, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:25, Reply)

Youth Club
i used to compile a tape every week to take to the local youthy. Everyone used to lap them up too as it was mostly Acid House and early Rave/Breakbeat stuff. The older crowd especialy but the lasses my own age would fucking whinge alot.

Good times...
(Mr G to you , Fathead, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:07, Reply)

keeping with the times
www.play.com/Gadgets/Gadgets/-/406/506/-/4949619/USB-Mix-Tape/Product.html?searchtype=genre
(harris_hog, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 21:02, 1 reply)

Lamo...
One of my first recordings was of the 8bit choons from my old Master System, using my dodgy stereo with built in mic. Music ranged from Alien 3 to Desert Strike and was quite possibly the shittest tape ever. I think I got my parents to play it in the car for me. looking back I think I owe them some hefty compensation.
(chalky_bumface Looks to me like it's Rape O'Clock!, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 20:24, 3 replies)

ok not quite all
my first stereo with recording ability. recorded the crimble chart show with it post unwrapping and pre dinner, and then edited it down

it had lady in red on it.


this weeks sub qotw.. guess my age!
(magictorch, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 19:45, 1 reply)

30 mins of banging mosh tracks to get thru 30 mins of hell on the rowing ergometer. mse is good, as is u2
that is all.
(magictorch, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 19:40, Reply)

:-(
No one has ever made me a mix tape because I'm not special enough :-(

However, some sad git once recorded versions of 'Hey Jo' and 'Brown Eyed Girl' for my sister, Jo. She wasn't even slightly impressed hahaha.
(Just a girl., Fri 8 Feb 2008, 19:39, Reply)

Sabresonic - vaguely on topic
I've asked my lovely boyfriend to find Sabresonic vols 1 & 2 by the Sabres of Paradise and download it on to my ipod for Valentine's day. That's true love, that is. However he said he would do that anyway so I still get my Valentine's pressie which I hope will be a pair of squeaky rubber rats printed with love hearts or anything chocolate. :)
(resurrection_mary cannibal_ferox, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:57, Reply)

Bow Wow Wow
Awesome :D
(Generator cannot be named for legal reasons, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:56, Reply)

Today
So, sorry to sound like the thirty-something that I am, but what's the appropriate medium for giving someone some music you like these days? I was just thinking a few days ago about a long-time friend, and how we used to make mix tapes for each other in the early 90s. We're in once-every-few-months contact these days, and I'd like to share* my current musical tastes with her. But an actual cassette is kind of archaic, and a physical CD-R might be, too. Sending a list of iTunes links or something sounds impersonal and cheesy, as you're making the recipient do the legwork. I know this is a little OT, but this QotW seems to be dying a little early, so I just thought I'd ask.

* Disclaimer: This is not part of some stalking scheme, lest that's still on your minds from last week. We're both happily married.
(chase, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:43, 9 replies)

Dildo
My ex was a bit of an arty psycho, so after I broke up with her she sent me a copy of the first Dido album (No Angel) with the songs about being miserable and alone highlighted.

I returned it with the songs about telling a partner to fuck off highlighted.
(commodore69 loves big butts, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:28, 1 reply)

Tiny Tim Ranting About the Apocalypse
The most notable thing on most of my tapes is the stuff that goes on to prevent a gap at the end. I would always make the playlist first and add up the track times and if there was a gap of anywhere from 3 minutes to 10 seconds, I would come up with some random nonsense to pad that time out.

Usually, this meant reaching for my enormous collection of especially odd records. Children's stories being read aloud, Tiny Tim ranting about the coming apocalypse, crazed evangelical preachers condemning rock and roll, ping-pongy test signals for calibrating 1950's era hi-hi quadraphonic sound systems. It was always an effort to come up with the strangest shit possible.

Usually I'd spend several days slaving over the track listing of actual songs for the tape. But invariably it was the random fragment of Longshanks saying that he was going to gouge out someone's eyes that resulted in the most sincere compliments for my efforts.

Length, around 45 seconds. Breadth, at least 500 LPs.
(Zupper, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:24, Reply)

Probably more appropriate for last week...
The girl I used to fancy as a wee boy of 12 used to sit opposite me in woodwork, one day I heard her humming the refreshing sounds of Will Smiths latest chart sensation "Miami".

As it was around Christmas time, a wonderful idea as to how I could put my tongue in her mouth came to me. 'I'll buy her Mr Smiths album of the same name and surprise her with a lovely gift' thought I.

Strolling down to the local shopping arcade, a weeks worth of dinner money jangling merrily in pocket, I arrived at the record shop to browse for said item.

Eventually, after avoiding eye-contact with shop owner and all grown ups (they KNEW what I was doing) I found the required CD for the bargain price of £1.99!

Swiftly purchasing the amazing gift, I ran home to secretly wrap it in my bedroom.

Arriving in school the next day, I approached the object of my desire and presented her with my carefully decorated CD.

After an initial look of disgust, turning into pretend appreciation, she opened the CD *single* of 'Miami' and proceeded to laugh in my face and walk off with her best mate.

Probably a good job I didn't give her the mixtape with the top 10 of the week, with my best Stu Allen manc accent dubbed between them introducing each song... Listened to it a few years ago and I went the brightest shade of red...
(gin'll fix it, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 17:06, 2 replies)

Orbital
I also have a mix tape that I can't listen to, because it has a live orbital bit on it and all you can hear is me shouting and whistling like the posh twat that I am.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 16:49, Reply)

Socks...
A few years back, when the winters in England were real and snow was a thing you saw in real life rather than on the interweb, i purchased a couple of pairs of lovely warm socks...

"What's so special about that?" I can imagine you asking (while wearing nothing but whipped cream and holding a spoon)

Well, these were special socks that had grippy bottoms to stop you sliding and were toasty as could be...

the only problem was that i would continuously get them jumbled in the wash and then end up putting on odd pairs...

Yes, you guessed it. I was guilty of the most horrendous crime known to man or beast.

I'd mixa my totes's

I thank you...
(Nuclear Ninja like a radioactive Chuck Norris..., Fri 8 Feb 2008, 16:39, 1 reply)

hidden shameful songs
I too really enjoyed pre-technology days were you had to spent about a week a side lining up all the songs onto this thing called a tape ( i liked the 60 min tapes better as the 90 minute tapes take too feckin' long to fill)but tapes were dear- probably still are and i used to re-use tapes when required to create a mix.


the lesson of this was to check what was on the tape and dub it OFF before you reused this. One of my mates still has a very good (for the early 90s..) mix tape with some backgorund noise of me singing along to Debbie Gibson's "Electric Youth" in the background.

Ooh the shame.........
(wilma_wonka, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 16:39, Reply)

Back when I was at college
and Zoe Ball did the breakfast show on Radio 1 (classic line up - Mark and Lard followed by a pre-bigheaded-twat Chris Moyles, listened to on a beat up Sony TAPE Walkman with built in non digital AM/FM on the bus home) me and my mates used to tape songs off the radio rather than spend £2.99 on the single at Woolworths (because Pontefract didn't and still doesn't have a HMV or anything remotely closer to a music shop)

In true Peter Kay style we used to perfect the art of getting in as much of the end of song as possible, but not the bit where the DJ kicks back in. It had so-so results.

Even now, ten years on, I can't listen to any chart single from 1997 - 1999 without remembering the exact part on my mix tape that the DJ spoke, what they said, and I even mouth it.

Thankfully most chart singles from 1997 - 1999 were shit so I don't listen to them very often.
(Northern Lovely, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 16:27, Reply)

One for the Ex.
Not really a mix tape, just a song.
On my 18th Birthday my Boyfriend of the time came to pick me up so we could go out.
He arrived with another bird who was apparently now his girlfriend. (did he think I wouldn't mind?) It also turned out he's been away with her the week before when I thought he's gone to visit his sister.
Not one to kick up too much fuss I suggested that I get a tape for the journey and rushed back into the house to find my Zakk Wilde album.
Once back in the car I passed the tape to my very recent exboyfriends new slut of a girlfriend to put on.
The chourus is as follows:

I hate your guts

I wish that you was dead

I hate your guts

You're damn right that's what I said

I hate your guts

And I wish that you was dead

I'd dig the holy myself

But I'd rather run ya over with my truck instead.

The rest of the song has a similar theme.
I think I made my point with that song.
(Darkbex I have nothing to declare... not even my genius, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 16:11, 1 reply)

C30, C60, C90... Go!
I seem to remember that the real skill of the mix tape (apart from ensuring a sublime segue from song to song, obviously) was trying to time it so that you weren't left with either a big gap or half a song at the end of the tape. This is a lost art in these digital days.

My favourite & often used song to fill an awkward 1'45''ish gap was The Smiths' Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want from Hatful Of Hollow - a beautiful and even hopeful song. Being the anal type I couldn't let a song be cut off halfway through at the end of the side. I once ended a relationship because the bastard mistimed his mixtape and only gave me half of Kiss by Age Of Chance. Well, really. It was obvious we weren't suited.
(I Love Your Shoes, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:32, 3 replies)

Mix tapes as psychological warfare
When my psychotic ex and I broke up about 2 years back, we were living together and were stuck in the same flat together for a month or so before she found a new place and the lease ended. We managed to encamp ourselves in separate rooms (she, naturally ending up with the double bed and me with the shitty sofa), but obviously shared bathroom and kitchen facilities gave many opportunities for furious conflict that she was all too happy to take up on.

To give this a little context, the only reasons that we had been together for the 18 months that we had were her repeated threats to kill herself if I left her, and general tendency to resort to sulking and muttering about death whenever anything didn't go her way, or sometimes for no reason at all just to keep me on my toes.

So when we did finally break up, the matter of her mental health was a bit sensitive (despite the fact that she had in fact ended the relationship, although in her mind the fact that I agreed to end it as well and then subsequently didn't change my mind when she did 10 minutes later means that I did it...). Knowing this, she compiled a CD designed to put me on edge as much as possible about her state of mind and to make me feel as guilty as possible about ending the relationship (even though I hadn't). If I recall the track listing it was something like:

Green Day: Wake me when September ends
Celine Dion: All by myself (this was a woman who *hated* Celine Dion, ffs)
Mariah Carey: I can't live (if living is without you) (ditto hating Mariah Carey)
Opeth: Closure
Linkin Park: By Myself
Evanescence: Hello
Alice in Chains: Down in a Hole
Radiohead: Exit Music
Muse: Thoughts of a dying Atheist
NIN: Something I could never have
HIM: Join Me in Death

She would have this on repeat, at deafening volume, all day, with her door locked, and would refuse to speak to me, presumably to keep me guessing about how she was feeling (she knew that, however much I hated her, for reasons I'm sure will come up in a future qotw - some awesome stories there - I didn't want her dead). One time, after a particularly long session of this musical warfare (and I used to quite like some of those songs too), I peered in through her window (the door being locked) only to discover that she wasn't even in - the mad bint had gone out and left the musical equivalent of a damn good waterboarding on repeat just to drive me insane...

She sent me an email a couple of months back saying that she had fallen off her moped and dislocated her shoulder.

Good. I hope they have the greatest hits of James Blunt at the hospital...



Woo, first post!
(Axeman Jim, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:31, Reply)

bindun?
my mate Mick had lots of tapes

they were Mick's tapes

oh god i've become one of them......

length? 45 on each side
(Reverend Samson Fapohunda B3tan, B3tan, B3tan, B3tan, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:28, 2 replies)

hmmm
if juxtapose is to put two things together for comparison, is mixtapose to put songs together for the same purpose?

Or should there be no mixtaposition on a mix tape?
( bazza van der trance , ooh baby baby, baby baby. Get up on this., Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:19, Reply)

I made it for your mum.
Slide it in - Whitesnake.
Over and over again.


Length? I ain't never gonna stop.
(SSSSS, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:17, Reply)

*scrapes barrel*
I heard that the real reason one of the US presidential candidates withdrew was that he often pulled rather evil pranks on people, and the republicans were worried about the negative publicity due to Mitt's japes.

I've got my coat on anyway, so ha.
(Bearded Whumpus In chav Britain, schoolgirl offers sweets to YOU!, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 15:15, Reply)

Back in the old Digital days.
Im not quite sure what these "tape" things are. But I do remember back in the day when everyone was messing around with the MP3 files.
Wow they were funny, I remember getting my old girlfriend an MP3 player for her birthday. Stupid little thing it was. You had to actually plug it into a "computer" and download songs off the old Internet. Half the time you could get bad copies of them. Have to delete them and start again.

Do you remember the devices? You had to scroll through the list of songs you had put on it till you found the one you wanted to listen to. Not like these days where you just think about the song you want to hear and it is instantly transmitted to you and played.

I remember spending at least a whole hour downloading and copying on a list of songs for her. She looked so ridiculous walking around with wires hanging off her face with those horrible plug things you used to stick in your ears. Eeeew! Other people could even make out what you were listening to if you had it too loud! lol

She liked it though, as she would get all frustrated if she left the stupid thing at home. You couldnt imagine it now could you? You leave your device at home so cant listen to any music! hehehe! Thank god for modern DHI technology (Direct Human Integration).

I did stick on some proper classics for her though, like that Chasing cars song and some Mika stuff. Wow remember him? Whatever happened to him? Think that Amy Macdonald lass screwed him up big style when they got together. His music was never the same after they revealed he was gay and she was actually a man. I remember it being a huge deal at the time and now nobody even remembers them.

I bet ive still got an old mp3 player and a box of those stupid usb drives in the stasis chamber in the loft. Theyll probably still work but doubt i could find anywhere to plug them in. Besides, gee what could you do with only 8gig these days? Bugger all. And why would I want to? The sound quality was rubbish. It didnt even sound anything like it was playing live right infront of you.

Ah well happy days, but I could never go back.



You could say I posted this on a "Mixed Date"
(Miggyman, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 14:57, 4 replies)