Mix CD

Ever had an era in your life that you wanted time to stop so you could enjoy it forever. Well, terrible mix CDs are the cure for that desire. Make a mix CD of your favorite songs today and then listen to it again in ten years. I guarantee that you will be overjoyed when you see that time graciously pushes on and leaves all that angst and immaturity in the dust of your hormonal past. I don’t want to waste my time and give you a track listing of this particular mix, but let me reassure you it’s none of your concern–I guess I’ll never learn–I just want to start writing this blog because I’m sick of being told to wait my turn. Okay, okay–don’t worry, I’m also not going to waste your time by trying to write a post completely with appropriated lyrics from the songs on the mix CD in order to make a barely intelligible, probably humorous, but likely pointless post.

I will say though my taste was eclectic: I sandwiched an acoustic ballad between a scream-o hit and a hard rock anthem. Unfortunately that is the only redeeming qualit–oh… I almost threw up. Sorry, I’m listening to the CD as I write this and I heard the line, “Nothing to live for, but you,” and I think I threw up a little in my mouth, but I’m better now. Despite the fact that these songs (with the exception of the Weezer tracks) are miserably terrible, what actually grosses me out about them is not the songs themselves, but the memory of my own ignorance which allowed me to be sympathetic to these songs. I remember actually believing that these songs were speaking the adolescent cries of my heart. If I could talk to my former lip-syncing self, the exchange would probably go a little like this:

“Is it me?”
Probably.
“Is it you?”
It doesn’t matter if it’s her. Fix what you did before you start laying the blame.
“Nothing that I can do.”
What do you mean there’s nothing you can do? Go watch Say Anything right now. And take notes!
“Is it a waste of time?”
No! Love is never a waste of anything. Now quit being a pansy face and go do something.
(Dialog written by Hoobastank and Russell Jander)

Side note: why would I ever think a band called “Hoobastank” could ever lead me to a healthy understanding of relationship dynamics? Anyway, when I first uncovered this mix CD I immediately condemned myself and thought, “Really, past me? That music sucks!” However, I’m realizing that it could be worse. The very fact that I’m able to look at this and say, “Wow, I was an idiot,” means that I have in fact matured. The alternative is much worse: in the last ten years I could have learned absolutely nothing, this CD would still embody my perspective on life, and then I’d be forced to kill myself. I prefer being alive, so yes, I listened to punk pop until my ears bled, but I don’t anymore. That counts for something, right?

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~ by russell jander on January 25, 2012.

4 Responses to “Mix CD”

  1. nice… I also have a lot of stuff which am not able to throw away.. nice idea though to store it using this medium……..

  2. Reblogged this on Project 1979 and commented:
    ahhh…nothing like an old mix CD…

  3. Hoobastank Hilarious!
    I love your blog. Super funny and helpful in encouraging my own self to cull certain things that I have been holding onto for way too long. Keep it up!

  4. Dude…I have TONS of mix cd’s….back in the day I had 4 tapes lined up in front of my stereo: Rap, R&B, Reggae, and Other. Depending on what came on, I’d frantically run to the stereo, jam in the tape, and press record as fast as I could.

    In fact, this pile of CD’s is on my desk right now…

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