My old friend Arnaud (a.k.a. the underground master) recently asked me to copy him my compilations former to #4 (he owns a #4 manur’s compilation, the lucky man). Sadly, I had to tell him that I hadn’t kept a master of all those mixtapes I have made through the recent years. The only satisfaction I can offer him is to put online the tracklists. So, following this link, you’ll find my compilation/mixtapes/whatever you want to call that… If YOU did some interesting tapes, I’d be extremely happy to discover it.
Remarks : If you are into indie rock, you’ll find my mixtapes pretty disappointing as they take no risks. There isn’t even a couple of Sonic Youth tracks for you elitist pricks. If you are, let’s say, into hip-hop or jazz, or classic rock, you’ll find them disappointing as well (« who the hell are that flaming lips guys singing about scientists, for chrissake ? »). These were intended to open-minded, open-hearted friends, to which I wanted to introduce wonderful songs without getting too underground.
(BTW Arnaud, what did you say on that answering machine / késtadisurmonrépondeurgérienkapté ?)
I’ve just finished (re-)reading Dalva, by Jim Harrison. This is such a beautiful book. I was just going through the last pages listening to some Tori Amos songs, it was really great.
Current mood : a bit depressed. No one has reacted over this blog since Nick did (not a very English sentence, but i don’t really care right now). Not being in the Blogger public directory yet doesn’t help, I think. But if you guys don’t show an atom of interest from times to times (submit your favorite links, for example), I won’t find the strength to go on with it… (Nita, you don’t need to pretend liking this and all, you’re already my sweetheart…).
Okay, next time, if you’re nice enough, i’ll tell you how working in a bank’s headquarters at the end of the 20th century, a capitalist experience by nature, can turn into a soviet-like socialist hell. Yes, I will. If you’re kind to me.