...This Isn't Just The Story Of A Girl...
Thursday, April 2, 2009
I miss the cliché of the mixed tape...I miss the cliché age of the mixed tape...well, maybe not the age, but cliché of the act itself.
I went to Starbucks with Alex today...it's like my 4th or 5th Starbucks day in a row...and we we're talking about some things. I love Alex, we have a back story and everything, it's pretty sick. ANYWAYS, I usually go to him for advice, I swear to god he's the only person who gives it to me straight and then holds me right after when I cry and say "It's not fair". True story.
Uhm, yeah, so we got on the topic of songs and the movie High Fidelity, where Rob talks about making a mixed tape in his head for he girl he loves...which got me to thinking about how waaaay back in the 90's, guys did that for girls they liked, but we don't live in the 90's, and soon the cd will be extinct...so what do we do? Make an Itunes play list of stuff we think they'll like? What if they don't have Itunes? Make a windows media player list? or perhaps throw mp3's on a usb key, in an email...or hell, even use a cd? If you do use a cd, they'll just burn it onto their computer anyway...I'm over thinking things...the point I'm getting at is I miss the gesture of some guy going out of his way to make a mixed tape or whatever for the girl he likes that has songs about how he feels about her on it.
But I'm just a romantic that misses the classics.
<3Ina
