Sunday Funday
A Mix for a Monday, Vol. 1
Back in the day, I could’ve given Rob Gordon a run for his money when it came to making mix tapes.
But as is the way with life, things evolved. Mix tapes (+/- 60, 90, 120 mins) became mix cd’s (+/- 72 mins) which became playlists (endless…. without any self-control). As is also the way with life, the time to create those self-proclaimed sonic masterpieces became a luxury I couldn’t always afford.
While those mix-tapes sometimes contained messages for the love of your life; other times messages about a lovelorn life.
Some mixes told a story, and others were just songs that I thought flowed well together.
This mix is none of those.
Frankly, I’m not sure what this is other than a result of insomnia. Wrestling with insomnia is about as much fun as ice fishing in a speedo. That being said, this mix makes about as much sense as the latter… but still manages to be pretty fookin good (to hell with modesty).
Arguably, there seems to be more than a few songs about heartache here. None of which reflect my current state of mind; however, like a lot of people, those are the songs that have always resonated the most with me.
I’m not exactly sure what that says about me.. or about people like me.
“Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?”
So here’s Volume 1 of this insomnia riddled stream of consciousness playlist.
I know you’re wondering if there will be a Volume 2.
Let’s ask the 8-ball:
“Outlook Good.”
Grrrreeat, I guess this means I’ll be ice fishing in a speedo soon.