i have male friends with whom i may exchange tapes from time to time, but this is definitely only tapes of whole albums, and NEVER compilation tapes
a home-made compilation tape is like a love letter: the creating of it reveals you and you feel desperate wondering about how it might be received. and of course, despite the fact that you girls [is girls the equivalent of blokes?] only ever lose them on the floor of the car, or record your sister’s bryan adams cds over the top of them, does not discourage us blokes from continuing to try.
it’s a terrible shame that only blokes do this. if some elfy type girl came along and gave me a tape of fantastic music, I would have to marry her…
Mayman - you can't put anything 'lovey' on a tape of this nature. Defeats the whole point. They are, as Robert says, a bit of an unspoken love letter. I think this is the only thing I miss about being single.
In the weird event that any woman is making one to woo a man - eschew Enya, the Cranberries, the Corrs (getting the general theme here ?). Steps probably not a winner either.
Finally realised I was in my thirties today when I read an interview with Leonard Cohen and thought (only very briefly) 'hmmmn, wonder if I ought to buy some of his stuff... '
Gawd, that's depressing, Andrew - I love Cohen.
Nothing like 'im, when you're feeling suicidal, to send you over the brink completely.
*wanders off in search of Guinness warbling throatily 'Sisters of Mercy'*
*Suggests incorporating record tokens into christmas cards for Liana and Stormy*
Whether those albums are made by Bonnie Tyler, TPau or Uriah Heep, this knowledge of Liana's has come as a shock. Can't actually decide which of these three would be worse as identity behind the albums.
*hugely pleased that nobody wanted any Abba*
... of course i was being disingenuous ... i do know that tapes ... (and yes i am currently using a dusty compilation CD from last year's bloke as coaster) ... these days CD's are tools of seduction ...
i suppose there is some creativity involved ... in fact i am assured that the compilation tape/CD is an "art form" (a strong second track and a surprise finish required ... am i right? ... separate the female vocalists and make sure two long ones are not back to back unless they are both blinders ...)
... but there is a canny can of cunning worms opened above by mysterious "anon" ... i have been able to spot the odd Fu*k Me poem in my days wandering around the poetry haunts ... i prefer to specialise in the Fu*k Me If You Dare short story ...
What is suicidal about Cohen's lyrics? I've found much of his stuff very optimisitc and uplifting, even funny:
"I couldn't help it;
I had no choice.
I was born with the gift
of a golden voice."
Tower of Song
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