Damnit, too late.
Allrighty, weekend trivia time.
Total size of music files on my computer.
If by "my computer", one means my primary workstation, then none. I keep all of my music on a RAID array with all of my other assorted junk compiled over the last decade and change. At the moment, my music collection is 189 Gigabytes.
No, I'm not kidding. Some years ago a co-worker of mine was of Sony Music lore, and literally had a dozen four cubic foot boxes of sampler CDs in his office for anyone who wanted them. I ended up with several hundred.
The last CD I bought was:
C... D? You mean those plastic things people bought before the iTunes Music Store existed? I think it was Black Ivory Soul by Angélique Kidjo.
Song playing right now in iTunes:
Setting Sun by The Chemical Brothers.
Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me:
I always find it next to impossible to narrow this sort of question down to five, so I'll go with ye 'ol top 25 smart playlist.
- Praise You - Fatboy Slim
Dunno what it is about this song, but it makes me drive fast, and that's never a bad thing.
- You Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC
When you look up "classic" in the dictionary, this is the example.
- Astronomy - Metallica
It's ass-kickin' time! This song got me through probably one of the uglier emotional traumas I've had to deal with in my life.
Hey, some people go to shrinks. I turn clutches into molten chunks of kevlar and make automotive engineering angels cry while listening to metal.
- Lea Halalela - Lebo M
Perhaps one of the best works by a wonderful composer and good friend. It always stirs something of a dichotomy in me. Sorrow and happiness, in one of those odd blends of emotion poets try to describe.
- Cheldorado - Hans Zimmer
Probably the only thing that gets me through being stuck in traffic on a friday evening while trying to escape Manhattan, without jumping out of my sunroof with twin .45's blazing in the general direction of the idiots who can't grasp the concept of hitting the gas and keeping it between the pretty white lines.
Seriously though, it's an interesting little ballad from The Road to El Dorado which manages to be both haunting and playful in a way that only Zimmer can achieve.
Hmm.. well, Brian already tagged Mike, so it wouldn't be fair to nail him again. So, instead, I'll go with:
Rob, because he's got excellent musical taste, for an old fart.
Moxie, assuming she can drag herself away from the toast.
Sheila, because her tastes are likely to be as eclectic as mine, and include Metallica.
And James, with the hope that he won't include something featuring Leonard Nimoy.
posted by Mr. Lion | 06/11/05 @ 14:03 | comments (4)