On it?
Hate, the Delgadoes.
Kate, Ben Folds Five.
Hate To Say I Told You So, the Hives.
Killing In The Name Of, Rage Against The Machine.

You know who you are, you hideous fucking bitch.

Length? Well, it's been more than adequate people who aren't intentionally over-sensitive manipulating self-pitying whores.
(wormburn, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 23:46, 1 reply)

Oh snap, I am sorry.
Not my mix tape, but this was a user on the GameFAQs message board that did this.

Some guy accidentally submitted child porn in his final exam. He then emailed his professor saying "Oh snap, I am sorry, I accidentally sent you my friend's mixed music CD".

Full story's here: www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=17651400&BRD=1710&PAG=461&dept_id=99784&rfi=6

Length? 20 to 30 years in jail.
(sarahlicity, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 23:00, Reply)

During the mid Nineties
We'd finally driven our music teacher to the point of mental breakdown, and a rather fresh faced, heavy drinking yet ridiculously pleasant substitute teacher was arranged.

He was soft as shit.

His first admission to our class was that he effectively knew fuck all about music and the tuition was going to have about as much point and substance as Jade Goody.

His first homework assignment was to arrange for a song piece each for the class to listen to.

Of course, being the shower of obnoxious little bastards that we were, a few plans were formulated. Firstly his incredibly soft nature would allow us to effectively get away with audible murder regarding song choice. Secondly, the local pirate radio station would furnish us with as much smutty gangster rap and suggestive lyric filled R&B music as our young minds could dream of.

Most of the music was incredibly forgettable and only made the cut due to lines such as "I'm going to fuck your mother, mother fucker!" coming up on an obscenely frequent basis.

The two songs by the insanely untalented Outhere brothers made the cut, along with G-Spot by Wayne Marshal which after being heard on the radio was my particular choice.

He'd proceed to take a tape from each student, taking care to make sure that we all got our own tapes back at the end of the session by randomly slotting them into the box he was carrying.

His plan was to play a song, talk about it with the class, then repeat until he could fuck off to the pub once the 90 minute lesson had finished.

It began, the first one came on, drums, bass, rap... and it carried on. He couldn't care less.

Damn.

We had fell at this hurdle, but this was no real issue to speak of at all, after all, for once in music we were actually having fun. The discussions were still more about the music than lyrical content, but then again I never really expected a lecture about the lyrical profoundness of such lines as "i'm going to snort from your pussy!"

Of course, early teenage rebellion still took a mild kicking when the headteacher walked in accompanied by a number of parents about half way through the lesson, but he managed to blag it in such a way that he kept his job.

Length? About 3 minutes per song.

I know it's not especially on topic, but it's as close as anyone can get whilst still being intersting.
( Muns, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 21:49, Reply)

Surfing mix tapes
Me, my bro and two other mates would regularly jump in the Monkeymobile for a day out surfing at Cayton Bay followed by fish n chips on the seafront. On the way back as it was always a sunday we listened to the official UK chart show on Radio 1 (other charts are available) and we grew to like it, mainly because the rest of them whinged and moaned about my taste in music. So my bro started busning CD's of what are now known as 'Scarborough songs' bits of dance, rock, cheese etc, anything that could get 4 twenty/thirty something guys to sing their li'l hearts out whilst travelling to the coast. One big favourite was Jump in my Car by the Hoff, because it ticked all the boxes, easy lyrics, dumb music, and it was cheese past gorgonzola, so one day my bro proudly presented us with this weeks CD, I loaded it up, and all it had on was Jump in my Car. 18 times... which we listened to all the way through. On the way back it went out the window, so if anyone out there in Shiptonthorpe found a blank CD, hoped it was exciting and then got Jump in my Car, 18 times, then I'm very very sorry.

and if any of the drivers on the m18/m62 etc saw a green vectra with four blokes in singing at the top of their voices when they really should know better, then yep that was us!

And on one journey as we were driving through Howden we passed the 'Road Safety Camera' and a couple of days later I got a letter from Humberside police advising me that I was going a smidgen over the limit and would I like to have some points on my licence and make a contribution to their christmas party beer fund?

The next time we drove through Howden there was a massive sign outside the petrol station advertising Nectar Cards.
The slogan?

'Get Points Here' laugh? my mates did when I muttered 'Too bloody true'.
(Lord Monkey of Yorkshire,OBE killed a gipsy on...., Sat 9 Feb 2008, 20:04, 2 replies)

Loads of free (and legal) music here...
to make your very own mixtapes with

www.madbouncydogs.com/store
(MadBouncyDog Barking at the moon since, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 19:22, Reply)

We were young and very bored.
Me and my brother recorded a radio show from a local station and when the people who called in and won spoke, we recorded us instead. We told them to mail the concert tickets to our sister and all that.Told her that we won her some concert tickets and let her listen to the tape.

She was pissed a few weeks later when the tickets didnt show up and the concert passed.
( postal ninja has Transmissible spongiform encephalopathies, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 19:03, Reply)

I made a mix tape
I went to the beach at sunset and recorded the gentle sound of the waves lapping up against the shore. I trekked deep into the forest at 3am to record natures blissful silence, broken occasionaly by the soft whisper of the trees swaying in the breeze. I then swam to the bottom of the deepest ocean to swim with the whales and record their mournful singing.

I gave it to my girlfriend and she recorded over it with Linkin Park.
(spac3d hunts kittens for sport, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 18:37, 3 replies)

Lisp
I had a terrible lisp when I was a young lad, I was also extremely clumsy.

Needless to say I made a lot of mixth tapes
(MrPhoto, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 17:49, 2 replies)

also
not much of story, but a few years ago (possibly 05) Q magazine gave away a CD called glastonbury jukebox. It is possibly my favourite CD, i like it more than the many albums that i actually paid for.
(woo who?, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 17:45, 1 reply)

not me, but some friends..
made a mix tape that was completely filled with the song "the final countdown" over and over again. Just so jokes about the penultimate final countdown and the final final countdown could be made.
Was it worth it? I hear you ask.
Yes. Basically.
(woo who?, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 17:40, 2 replies)

white funk
a friend made a mix tape featuring all the white funk bands he could think of (Average White Band, Wild Cherry, John Mclauchlin, etc). He called it:

"White... but tight"
(eightAce, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 17:34, Reply)

Not sure why...
but my friend and I make each other mix CDs / tapes on a regular basis and have been doing so for about a year. He's 40 and I'm 30. I kinda like him dunno if he likes me in "that" way. Wonder if we are ever going to stop doing such teenage things...saying that though, he does have cracking taste in music.
(SpongyMonkey is an honorary East Anglian on, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 17:09, Reply)

Never had a mix tape made for me but......
I have had someone special download some of their favorite music onto my computer when they stopped over.

If I close my eyes I can imagine their here next to me listening. *sniff*

*Pulls myself up by collar, slaps face and gets on with life*

Disclaimer - may or may not be over dramatic.
( girlinthehole, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 16:02, 10 replies)

I made a girl I liked a compilation
which included the theme from Star Wars.

Actually I just mimed recording it, I got James Earl Jones to actually press the buttons.
(apeloverage committed the vile act of onanism on, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 13:26, 1 reply)

Milley vanilli anyone.....
Sent her a tape professing my love...( long distance relationship )....used MIlli Vanilli to show how much I loved her, highlighting the opening song...Can't You Feel My Love. Not long after of course the band was decalred fake and a whole bunch of lies. It seemed I was doomed. Had a hard time professing that my love didn't actually suck as bad as milly vanilli. Married in the end....whos the sucker heh heh
(blok3, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 12:56, Reply)

I
Fuxx0red a stack of mix tape CD's!
LOL!


...can we get off the bandwagon and write *good* stories now?
please?
(quibble, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 10:45, 2 replies)

Did anyone else have difficulty
when trying to copy Blood Sugar Sex Magik. It was edited with no apparent gap between songs. Tape to tape copies were a nightmare, you sat there waiting for the song to stop, paused to pounce and cease recording. But no! You always missed the end and caught the start of the next track. It was a godsend when I got my first cd player with a programme memory, at last, I could record just the song I wanted to without the intro off the next track.
Not quite on topic, meep.
( monkeyboyalpha jumping on the bandwagon since, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 10:44, Reply)

Was anybody else sad enough to....
Use an Excel sheet set to calculate minutes and seconds so that the correct set of songs could be fitted on each 45 minute side?

No?

Then of course Minidisc which showed a time remaining indicator and these days if I make a compilation (which I still do for demonstrtion purposes at HiFi Shows and the like) its on a whacking great CD Hard Drive that rips and burns at silly speeds and allows all manner of editing prior to it going on disc. Or indeed an iTunes compilation that requires marginally more skill than banging my head against a wall.

Err- that's it. It must be said this QOTW does lack a certain scope to introduce sexual depravity, ritual humilation or Hunter S Thompson style chemical indulgence- after all you use to get your recording cues screwed up when you were pissed.
(Leonard Hatred briefly did some work on, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 10:34, Reply)

songs for sleep
was the name of the mix cd

i still can't (or don't) listen to one particular song
every time i have heard it since we broke up,
which is over a year ago,
i break down into tears.
just like she did, the first time we heard it together, whilst we lay in bed.
because it reminded her of all the people in her life she'd lost.


which sucks really, because it ruined a perfectly nice song.
i am Trying to be less of a faggot.
promise.

EDIT: i'd also like to mention this is the girl who a poet made out of me. i wrote this about her...
'she's a rudimentary crack-whore,
screaming,
i just want to be died for,
which leaves me at my back-door,
with her in mind and my fists sore,
screaming,
i don't want you coming round my house no more!'

...it's deep and meaningful :)
(quibble, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 8:28, 4 replies)

Music to flick beans by
A friend of mine is a wonderfully tomboyish lady. One horrific night, when our inhibitions were laying bleeding and ragged on the floor of the pub, we discussed music that might be good to masturbate to. "Flight of the bumblebee" by Rimsky-Korsakov was mentioned, as was "Mars" by Holst. I have to confess that I quite liked the idea of the Spiderman theme tune from the sixties ("Go web go!").

Sadly, she is now emigrating. I'd like to make her a wanking mix tape as a goodbye present. Any suggestions would be entirely welcome.

Length: oooh, maybe seven minutes per track, with a rousing crescendo at about five and a half minutes would be ideal.
(I grew it myself, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 7:57, 19 replies)

Love is grand!
Mr Chicken made me a lovely mixed CD, filled with the soothing sounds of the Postal Service, Regina Spektor, Muse and the like.
"I put some songs on there that you might not expect," he said before giving it to me.
Amidst the romance was the jaunty pop-rock number "Drool at You" by the Presidents of the USA.

"I wanna pluck each one of your toes
But if I did I'd have to suck out the bones (I'm suckin' out the bones!)
I wanna lick your lambchops dry
So please excuse me while I hump the sky"

I made Mr Chicken a similarly nice CD with Air, Smashing Pumpkins, some cheesy 80's hair metal ballads, more Muse, etc. In the middle of the playlist is the Divinyls' "I touch myself".

Hey, it's true.

We're a weird couple.
(TheChicken Five hundred thousand points from Gryffindor, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 6:42, 2 replies)

Tra la la la la
Hooked up with a top chickybabe from work just before the festive break. Lovely woman. Subject of musical taste came up so I made her a cd of some of my fav tracks.

She absolutely loved it. She had not heard any of the songs before, but she thought it was so brilliant it made her all gooey at the fork. Teh win.

Unfortunately she likes shoes and shiny things and I dont, plus I am ugly and have a bad personality, so we mutually and amicably agreed to keep work involvement at a professional level and to spend free time separately *cough*.

She keeps asking me to tell her who the artists are on the mix disc so she can listen to more of their stuff. Best cd she has ever heard she reckons.

I think a track listing is worth a deviant sexual act in exchange. Perhaps one act per song...

She did say it blew her mind, after all.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 4:18, Reply)

urm...
I made a CD full of upbeat love-orientated songs to listen to on the coach while I traveled to meet a girl I new from the interweb. Didn't really listen to it on the journey though as I was excited.

Things didn't work out.

Instead I ended up listened to it on the way home, getting steadily more and more depressed.

Arg.
(Roopy all is not what it seams, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 1:40, 1 reply)

I wanted to watch the Basketball

on HBO last night, some New York team were playing and i'd seen them before.

But I was out, So I video'd it

It's on a Nicks Tape now



(if you groaned, click, you know you want to)
( ogwen69 has returned from Reddit, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 1:35, Reply)

Would someone kindly
make me a mix tape as I don't feel like a real woman until I've had one.

Thank you xxxx
(Just a girl., Sat 9 Feb 2008, 1:23, 4 replies)

Summer Burn anyone?
You may have seen this link before but here it is anyway - a great way to get mixtapes from total strangers.
This: www.funjunkie.co.uk/the_summer_burn.cfm
and this for more info: www.funjunkie.co.uk/the_summer_burn_faq.cfm
(emadex thinks the world will end on, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 0:45, 4 replies)

Soft Cell
Have just returned form pub.

Playing 80s music. coluld have been a mix tape make in heaven. PJM and I were having very in depth conversation...kept stopping to shout out "ohh! Soft Cell!" or "Human League!"

Very nice.

Am pissed.

Night night.
( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 0:24, 14 replies)

I have NEVER MADE A MIX TAPE
I have never sat down and listened to music I have enjoyed to the point where I have had to join it mercifully with another track.

I have never got a blank tape from Hypervalue and waited for the DJ on Radio Aardvark to play that one song and pray to god he does not speak in the middle of it.

I have never got the aforementioned tape and played it in a car in the middle of the summer; all windows down and singing like a mong whilst stuck in a traffic jam.

I have never, and will never. I shall never share your pain.
( Jeccius Steam Borderlands 2 junkie, Fri 8 Feb 2008, 23:15, Reply)