Ain’t Nothin But a Thing

An Ipod is a funny thing. I’ve had mine for a few years- The last one crapped out and no matter how many times Daddy dropped it from an approximate height of 1.5 feet of the ground (this salvaged it once) it still made that horrifying sad face. The last one (“Le Poot”) had been carefully curated and filed and tweaked all the way from the salad days of Napster, when one had time to rename Elton Juan: Tinie Dancer.mp3 to the correct title and slap some album art on there and the leisure time to make sure that all songs under “Flaming Lips” were renamed to go under “The Flaming Lips” and things that shouldn’t be named “Flaming Lips” are put in their correct place (even though you never really want to actually listen to that KCRW business- it’s more for when someone else is looking through your ipod- “I-smug” as Eben calls it).

Ahh salad leisure days. In my increasingly scheduled life, I don’t have the time I’d like to go through and actively curate my pod (I can barely keep my pants clean/on and my records alphabetized). This pod (“Pooty Two”) has fallen prey to whatever Huey, Louie, and Dewey decimal system of categorization I got willy nilly when I dumped music from my Dad’s hard drive, and my brother’s hard drive, Jocie’s hard drive, and every CD I could find over the Christmas holiday when I got it.

Basically, I have no idea what’s on the thing. I don’t have things I think I should have and I’ll only have a random Q side of something I love (I only have “Brooklyn Go Hard” when I used to the Black Album and the Grey Album saved in two places), and genres such as “Chamber Pop”, “Krautrock, Disco”, and “Swedish Murdercore”. Wha happen?

Today, I experienced an interesting corollary to this hunt-and-peck style of organization. Sweetheart doesn’t like to shuffle (thanks Harriet). “An album should be listened to in its entirety and in the order which it was produced”. I get it. I like it. Fine.  After taking it off of shuffle for Red Headed Stranger (again) he left it that way and left me to my own devices.

I went Ipod>Music>Songs>Ain’t No More Cane

45 minutes later, still thick in songs that begin with the word “Ain’t”… it was awesome. Songs I didn’t know I had, multiple versions of songs I’d never heard before. A freeform jazz odyssey for a festival crowd.

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough, Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough, Michael MacDonald (omg)

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough, The Supremes

Ain’t No Sunshine, Bill Withers

Ain’t No Telling, Jimi Hendrix

Ain’t No Woman like the One I Got, The Four Tops

Ain’t Nobody Home, BB King

Ain’t Nothing like the Real Thing, Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell (I have this song three times in a row)

Ain’t That a Groove, James Brown

Ain’t That a Kick in the Head, Dean Martin

Ain’t That Good News, Sam Cooke

Ain’t That Love, Ray Charles

Ain’t That Love, Brenda Lee (the overlap between Nashville and Detroit here is bonkers)

Ain’t That Peculiar, Marvin Gaye

Ain’t That Peculiar, New Grass Revival (amazing hair)

Ain’t Too Proud to Beg, The Temptations

Ain’t Wastin Time/Ain’t Wastin’ Time No More, Allman Brothers and The Allman Bros respectively.

Ain’t You Wealthy, Ain’t You Wise, Bonnie Prince Billy

All in all an excellent run. The disorganized pod occasionally leads to gems that last an entire morning- ain’t that nice.

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  1. I am positive there is a dormant librarian deep within the brain of a certain sexy singer. Ain’t that something?

  2. Aw shucks. I am trying to apply dewey decimal system to my lingerie drawer. Such as: ooh, slap a 900 on these old cottons for “history”… this little number, well, 200.


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