Skip to main content

The Second Music Exchange

Some of you have tuned into the All-Christmas-All-the-Time radio stations or set your ipods to Genre: Holiday. I know this. I am not one of you, although I don't mind that many people have started "preparing" for the holidays.

If, however, you are like me, you are listening to a little bit of everything...and looking for some new songs. In which case, this is your lucky day.

Remember back in March, I hosted a little music exchange? Well, it was a great success (hopefully everyone who participated agrees!) and I've decided it's time for another round!


Here are the guidelines:


  1. Let me know you want to participate, and I will hook you up with Dropbox if you aren't already using it.
  2. Select ten-ish songs. (8 min, 12 max) Songs and artists don't have to be "new," but you cannot include more than 2 songs that appear on other albums (incentive to submit early!!)
  3. Upload your album to the shared folder on Dropbox by December 31, 2012 (your folder name would be MIX TITLE - NAME).
  4. Download all the other mixes.
  5. Listen to good music!!

And here is the theme explanation:

Theme: The B-Sides
Parameters: These songs never made it as radio singles. They aren't the band's biggest hits, and they might not even be their original work. But whether it's a cover song, a bonus track, or something off an early album that only you die-hard-fans have tracked down, you LOVE these songs.


Everyone is welcome to participate, even the early-Christmas-music peeps. Of course, you'll need to take a brief break from the holiday sounds to take a stroll down memory lane and dig up those almost-forgotten-non-wintry songs. But I know you have it in you!


Any questions? Fire away!


Oh! Final exciting note: my amazing roommate Karen is going to design an album logo/cover. It's going to be beautiful and you're going to want to participate just so you can see the secret image (it's only going to be available in the Dropbox folder)! She does lovely hand lettering and drawing and I just know it will be fantastic. So if you don't want to do this for the music, do it for the art!
Labels:

Comments

  1. V1:44 AM

    Okay. I'm in for reals this time.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Beth9:26 AM

    YAY, Vanessa!!

    ReplyDelete
  3. Son of Man9:56 AM

    Hey Beth, can I get in on this?

    Joshua

    ReplyDelete
  4. Beth10:38 AM

    Josh, ABSOLUTELY! I'm not sure if I have your email... do you have mine? Are we FB friends?? (trying to think of how to privately communicate that info)

    ReplyDelete
  5. out|came|the {sun}10:40 AM

    Hey Beth, can I join this also? It sounds like a fantastic idea!

    Megan

    ReplyDelete
  6. Beth11:39 AM

    Megan, most definitely!! Can you send me an email with your current/best email address? I think I have one @shaw - is that still the best?

    ReplyDelete
  7. Son of Man5:22 PM

    Beth, if you follow me on twitter, I can private message you. @sonofmanjr

    ReplyDelete
  8. Unknown10:03 AM

    Hello, I'm Al's housemate and I'm game for this if you wouldn't mind.

    Thanks a lot,

    Will

    ReplyDelete
  9. Beth10:06 AM

    Will, YES! Of course!

    Hello and welcome - Alasdair can add you to the folder, I think. Or he can send me your email address and I will.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Jackie12:22 PM

    I bet you added that last part just to entice me

    ReplyDelete
  11. Beth12:26 PM

    Jackie - did it work!?

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Simone Weil: On "Forms of the Implicit Love of God"

Simone Weil time again! One of the essays in Waiting for God  is entitled "Forms of the Implicit Love of God." Her main argument is that before a soul has "direct contact" with God, there are three types of love that are implicitly  the love of God, though they seem to have a different explicit  object. That is, in loving X, you are really loving Y. (in this case, Y = God). As for the X of the equation, she lists: Love of neighbor  Love of the beauty of the world  Love of religious practices  and a special sidebar to Friendship “Each has the virtue of a sacrament,” she writes. Each of these loves is something to be respected, honoured, and understood both symbolically and concretely. On each page of this essay, I found myself underlining profound, challenging, and thought-provoking words. There's so much to consider that I've gone back several times, mulling it over and wondering how my life would look if I truly believed even half of these thin
1 comment
Read more

I Like to Keep My Issues Drawn

It's Sunday night and I am multi-tasking. Paid some bills, catching up on free musical downloads from the past month, thinking about the mix-tape I need to make and planning my last assignment for writing class. Shortly, I will abandon the laptop to write my first draft by hand. But until then, I am thinking about music. This song played for me earlier this afternoon, as I attempted to nap. I woke up somewhere between 5 and 5:30 this morning, then lay in bed until 8 o'clock flipping sides and thinking about every part of my life that exists. It wasn't stressful, but it wasn't quite restful either...This past month, I have spent a lot of time rebuffing lies and refusing to believe that the inside of my heart and mind can never change. I feel like Florence + The Machine 's song "Shake it Out" captures many of these feelings & thoughts. (addendum: is the line "I like to keep my issues strong or drawn ?" Lyrics sites have it as "stro
2 comments
Read more

Esse - Czeslaw Milosz

I'm on a bit of a poetry binge this week, and Monday afternoon found me lying on the luxurious shag rug of a friend's tiny apartment, re-reading some of my favourite poets (ee cummings, William Carlos Williams, Czeslaw Milosz). It is an adventure to re-open a collection and wonder what will pop out, knowing something you've read before will strike you afresh, or you will be reminded of a particularly moving line that you had somehow forgotten. Like this piece from Milosz, which floors me. Every. damn.* time. The first time I read it, I lay in a park with a friend (this same friend who offered me her rug as my reading burrow) and demanded that I share it with her. I spoke it carefully, and then, into the post-reading silence, I slammed the book shut, and dropped it as loudly as I could onto the grass. "I'm never reading anything again," I declared, "What else is there to say?" Esse I looked at that face, dumbfounded. The lights of métro st
Post a Comment
Read more