#I’m still in my iPod era

[thisischeri]

iPod Classic, 1st through 7th generation, 2001-2014

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#I’m still in my iPod era #I’m also uploading this on my way to a party #look at me going out on a Friday for a change #ipod classic #iPod #apple #old apple #old internet #old web #00s #y2k #2000s #cyber y2k #cybercore #moodboard #tech #cyber core #techcore #y2kcore #y2k aesthetic #tech blog #y2k nostalgia #nostalgia #nostalgiacore

[multiverse-imagines]

I think about if I was vash travel buddy I would probably annoy him(or be entertaining) cause we just be walking In the desert and he’s like 🚶‍♂️and I’m like 💃 behind him cause I listening to 2000s pop music on an old iPhone that still miraculously works, just dancing to Beyoncé and one direction. Or tell him old mythological stories of gods and beasts and hero’s by the campfire. I probably be good entertainment for him.

A/N: Okay, I'm dying at this concept! I'm totally gonna make it a 160GB ipod Classic tho. It has a screen for video, and soooo much more space than a dinky old iPhone xD durable af too. I miss mine ;-; I'll probably increase the era of songs as well, because I'd be right there with you doing the same damn thing! 

Lost Melodies

"Gonna make a move to a town that's right for me!" Vash watched you dance alongside him to the music playing through the headphones of your family's iPod, which had been passed down since before the space fahring age. You sang little "doots" to the electronic melody as the town you left behind disappeared from the horizon.

"Town to keep me movin' keep me groovin with some energy" the smile on Vash's face widened as you raised your hands up to chest height, "Well I talk about it, talk about it, talk about it, talk about it." You opened and closed your hands as if they were talking, "talk about, talk about, talk about mo-ooovin'!" You grooved, "Gotta move on!" You had shared this music with Vash before, as the two of you had taken turns listening to music on your iPod, and Vash's Walkman.

"A-Won't you take me to… FUNKY TOOOOOWN!" You belted out into the vastness of the desert. Vash loved it when you got lost in the music when your little group had to travel on foot through the desert. Granted, this caused you to drink more water than without the additional singing, but you had bought a second canteen so you had enough water to stay hydrated.

Wolfwood and Milly also found your little concerts entertaining, Meryl…. She had her limits. She was more interested in the Audiobooks of various Mythology the little iPod contained. Vash recalled a night where the five of you relaxed around a campfire, an Audio book of Norwegian Mythology playing through a speaker through the audio jack. It told stories of Gods that were long forgotten to Gunsmoke. 

"Fair enough,” said Thor. “What’s the price?” “Freya’s hand in marriage.” “He just wants her hand?” asked Thor hopefully. She had two hands, after all, and might be persuaded to give up one of them without too much of an argument. Tyr had, after all. “All of her,” said Loki. “He wants to marry her.” “Oh,” said Thor. “She won't like that."

They listened to the story of the fortification of Asgard. He remembered the look of horror on Wolfwood and Meryl's face when the origin of Slepnir was mentioned. He remembered the cackle that erupted from your lips, knowing another mind was ruined by the fact that The All Father, Odin, rode his own nephew into battle. 

"Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky. They wipe away tears that I cry…" he tuned in long enough to hear you'd changed songs, and he caught your glance towards him at the lyrics. The blush on your face made you stutter the next lyrics, but he smiled sweetly towards you. 

It was late In the evening when the two of you entered Warrens City. Vash needed another tune up from Mr. Marlon. Thankfully, your journey had been smooth sailing, and you two were soon cuddled up in their shared bed, sharing the earbuds as they watched a movie on the tiny screen.

"What do you have hidden in your pocket, Sophie?" The blonde man on the screen asked. The old woman, Sophie took a red piece of paper out of her pocket, and handed it to Howl. As the paper met with his fingertips, the paper caught fire, burning a carving into the table.

"Woah, scorch marks! Howl, can you read them?" Markle, the apprentice, asked.

"This is ancient sorcery." He mused while he caressed the table outside of the scorch marks.

"You who swallowed a falling star, O' heartless man, your heart shall soon be mine. That can't be good for the table." He shook his head. 

"Ugh, this movie is so pretty." You mused, and you let your head rest on Vash's shoulder. 

"It really is. I wish we had more than just this movie from that animation studio." Vash leaned his head against yours, a sweet smile across his face.

One night after Vash had gotten his gun back, You, Vash and Frank went for a drink at the bar. Frank insisted on a single drink, and Vash of course went overboard. 

"Hey! Vash tells me you play the guitar. Why don't you play something for open mic night?" Frank gentured over to the little stage in the corner. An acoustic guitar sat in a stand, the bar's logo painted on the front.

After some thought, you agreed, and went over to the stage. You picked up the guitar, checking to see if it was tuned, and adjusting the microphone so you could be heard while sitting on a barstool. You strummed the guitar, as you sang the opening pitches before faking a throat clear,

"Hey baby won't you look my way? I can be your new addiction. Hey baby whatcha gotta say, all you're giving me is fiction." You sang, getting the attention of the bar,

"I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time, but I find out that everybody talks, everybody talks, everybody talks." You glanced over to Vash who was already enamored by your performance, pausing mid-chat with the newly arrived insurance girls,

"it started with a whispeerrrrr, and that was when I kissed herrrrrr. And then she made my lips huuuurrt. I could hear the chit chaaaaaat. Take me to your love shaaaack. Mama's always gotta back traaaaack , when everybody talks baaack!" Your voice gave a lovely vibrato to every long note.

You concentrated on singing for Vash, something you always did when you got nervous about singing around other people. Once your brain believed it was just the two of you, you could sway to the beat, and really let loose on your vocals. You loved spreading the power of music to the people of Gunsmoke, since you held such a rare and precious outer of music long gone.

It often made you wonder about the songs that didn't make it into this device. What genre were they? What did they sound like? You guessed unless you got a time machine that you would never know. You were thankful for what you did have, because you didn't know how the people of Gunsmoke lived without it. 

End~

Songs used:

Funky town- Lipps Inc.

Every time we touch- Cascada

Everybody talks- Neon Trees

Audio books: 

Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman

Movie:

Howl's Moving Castle

#trigun #vash the stampede #trigun brain rot #vash x reader #music fic

[sailforvalinor]

Okay, I know I said I’m not planning on doing this modern Eight Cousins/Rose in Bloom AU, and I’m still not, but I have had a bunch of ideas floating around in my brain. Maybe I’ll write a few snippets or something? Anyway, just to get them out of my brain:

In our modern AU, Rose and Alec won't be related to the Campbells--Alec is such a close friend of the Campbell family (particularly Uncle Mac and Aunt Jane) that the title of "uncle" is honorary. (Gonna have to give them a different last name then...hmmmm...)

They all live on the same street/in the same neighborhood to allow for lots of childhood hijinks.

In replacement of their “circus,” the boys drive around a 20-year-old 15-passenger van that used to belong to their church. It is old, but it’s well kept-up—the Campbells, however affluent they may be, don’t believe in letting things go to waste. Also, the thought of Archie driving six boys around in a dilapidated van like a tired soccer mom amuses me.

Perhaps Phebe is being fostered by the family next door? (She ends up adopted by Uncle Alec eventually, of course.)

The Rose in Bloom era will begin as Rose is starting college

Rose just came back from a gap-year program—she could’ve started the same year as Mac, but Uncle Alec wanted to keep her another year. (Phebe went with her, probably?)

The immediate gut instinct is to make Charlie the popular jock, but it’s actually more textually supported to make him the popular, slightly-unhinged theatre kid who always gets all the main roles. His major is, of course, undecided. (Maybe he’s also a year behind?)

Mac is biology pre-med, but he probably just switched from philosophy or physics or something. (Probably tacks on an English or Writing minor somewhere along the way.)

Unsure about Rose—business or social work?

Archie graduated a year early and went straight into the workforce (doing what though, I’m not sure)

Phebe is studying music, but refuses to let Uncle Alec pay for any of it, and is trying to earn her way through by working multiple jobs at the same time.

Steve would also be starting this year, but honestly I don't know what to do with him. However much he may desire to emulate Charlie, Aunt Jane would be sure to force him to pick a major...perhaps communication?

Since they live so close to the university, they all live at home (Phebe couldn't talk Uncle Alec out of that one), with the exception of Charlie--he managed to convince Aunt Clara to let him live on-campus. As I'm sure you can imagine, this only serves to worsen all the trouble he gets up to.

Speaking of the trouble Charlie gets up to, instead of the Major Incident involving him coming home drunk after New Year's, perhaps it involves him getting caught with alcohol on their (dry) campus.

I honestly don't know if I'm going to have him die in this one. I probably should, because it kind of interrupts the integrity of the story if he doesn't die...but part of me wants him to see Rose and Mac together so he can see what a respectful man looks like, lol. But he will probably still end up dying in a car crash, unfortunately.

Actually, perhaps Rose’s three month “experiment” is that she wants to try living on-campus for a bit, which Uncle Alec is hesitant about, and then she decides to move back home the semester after Charlie’s whole incident. I’m mostly doing this because I want Rose and Kitty Van to be roommates, because that would be outrageously funny

Mac carries a flip-phone, which drives Steve insane, and has threatened to go Luddite on more than one occasion--but never actually would, as he's way too into the modern conveniences of downloadable music for that. Carries a little ipod nano around. He does have a laptop for school, though. Knows a lot about recent technological advances and will regale anyone with his knowledge at the slightest provocation, but will also lecture about how detrimental social media is in the same breath. He doesn't even have a Facebook. ("Even Aunt Plen has a Facebook," Steve moans. "Right, didn't you say that Facebook was for, and I quote, 'old people'?" "Well yeah, but at least it would prove you EXIST." "Have you ever heard of this guy named Descartes?")

I also feel like Mac's the type to own a record player and collect vintage vinyls (although he isn't aware that this is currently a popular thing to do).

All of the boys (with the exception of Charlie, because Aunt Clara let him get out of it) have campus jobs. Mac, of course, works in the library, but I'm not sure about Steve.

I’m not really sure what to do about translating the issue with Charlie taking Rose to parties, as the college parties of today certainly do NOT translate to the sorts of social gatherings in the time period of the original book. The time where she asks Mac to go to a party with her could be an actual campus formal event of some kind, but beyond that, I’m not sure. Perhaps it’s a group of friends that Rose feels uncomfortable being around, but doesn’t want to cut off entirely?

The same goes for Archie and Phebe, as class dynamics in marriages are not as a big of a deal as they were back then, or at least, it won’t translate to the same earth-shattering event that it is in the original book. Unsure what direction to take them, honestly, but their love story is so wonderful, I’d want to do it as much justice as I can. (In theory. As I said, I’m not actively planning on writing this.)

#eight cousins #rose in bloom #rose campbell #mac campbell #charlie campbell #tw alcohol mention

[theerasofitall]

“Whether you’ve been a fan for 15 minutes or 15 years, welcome to the eras tour.” Taylor swift

Dear Taylor,

You might not ever see this and that’s totally fine. I’ve been a fan since debut (self-titled) your first work released by your record label. Our song playing on country radio, and me downloading songs on my iPod. I was probably in middle school. I had long blonde wavy hair, and was so happy to embrace it and people would say “is that Taylor swift?!” Taking it as the highest compliment of course.

Fast forward to right before high school, my friends and I learned Enchanted at a sleepover (we were all musical. Played guitar, piano and sang.) then forever and always. At 14 I loved that song because of the nuance.

I listened to all the other albums, and loved every award you rightfully earned but it wasn’t until 1989 that I finally said yeah this is the artist for me! I owned one piece of “merch” and had never been to a concert ever. I work my Shake it Off Victoria Secret shirt religiously. Sang in the car with my niece; and obsessed over your collab with Fall out Boy at the VS fashion show. I wanted a girl squad like that, and to be the pretty girl that a boy picked. I experienced “Wonderland” and fell in “love” with a terrible guy, who made my own self image issues worse. I even came up with my own Bad Blood-esque persona; and rocked your red lip classic style because it was perfect with my blonde hair. Her name was Bombshelle; because it’s what I wanted to be to the world but I was lost in so much of my own problems that I couldn’t.

Every era you released since 1989 was brilliant. Your songs rotated in every mix cd I burned, but 1989 was the only one I ever owned. The first CD for my first car.

I went to college, I found Reputation. Fell in love with Lover.. but always went back to 1989. My comfort era, my damaged era, that I kept trying to find solace in. I’m skipping quite a bit of time, but it’s because 1989 was when my swiftie was strongest until now.

Then you re-recorded.. you fought to earn and own your music. Your songwriting prowess grew and strengthened. I found an online book club; and have made an online community and found out that swifties transcend so many things, states, countries, ages, interests. (I’ll talk about that in another post)

When you announced and re-recorded 1989 Taylor’s version; I knew it would break me.

18 yr old me when 1989 came out was so damaged; an abusive relationship, self sabotage/destruction, body image issues but I had friends that loved your music and we found connection in your music. All online. When you released 1989 TV, I wept because to me you reclaiming 1989 wasn’t just your music. It was reclaiming the part of your life that was tarnished; and almost redo that era of your career how you wanted to; learning from the past to inform this future.

1989 tv; I hoped would mirror my own reclaiming. To be in a better mindset about myself, to have fixed and repaired the damages. I’m still working but overall it seems better.

That book club and the 3-4 swifties I’ve found in it; we survived the Great War. We got tickets to Amsterdam; 3 of us American so now we have to get there.

That’s my hope. To meetup with my friends, and have the experience of my life, to enjoy your show, and to make memories that will last forever for me and for us.

It seems impossible; I’m drowning in debt from past bad situations. I feel stuck in my life, I’m working multiple jobs. I’m fighting unsafe living conditions for my mental health/ physical health, every day. In the end though; I find comfort in different songs throughout the eras, through my friends/friendships I’ve made through your music. I’ve followed the invisible string and found the love of my life; who is my biggest rock the past 6 years; who we’ve survived everything up to now together. He’s the Romeo to this love story Juliet. I’m fighting for us to live together; to get out of the situation I’m in; but make life better. Reputation serves as the best motivation playlist to fight; it’s that of a fighter and a persistent spirit.

I hope beyond everything, that I can say “long story short, I survived.”

Your music has told my stories I can’t say out of fear, tragedy,trauma; but you tell the stories through lyricism and musical talent. I hope to share in the eras tour with you in Amsterdam July 5. I am working my ass off to get there.

🫶 A.K.

#taylornation #taylor swift #1989 taylor's version #the eras tour #swifties #taylurking #tree paine #scott swift #taylor nation

[burendasan]

OMG, this might as well have been me writing this article about my first ever MP3 player, the iRiver iHP-120 . I too, was anti-Apple and wondered, "Why get an iPod when you can get so much more with this?" LOL I must admit that it ended up being rather over-featured but it remains an artifact where my nascent digital music collection is being preserved....or is it? I should try turning it back on to see if it's still in good shape, LOL

#mp3 player #digital music #iriver #nostalgia

[this-is-my-main-i-follow-from]

If Stranger Things took place in the 00s-10s what do you think would be different?

- the upside down would be called the nether from minecraft probably. Or the end.

- dnd is still a thing but maybe they would have a joint minecraft server instead

- radios? In my experience, kids below the age of 12 didn’t have cell phones. Maybe an ipod & a landline. The older kids probably would have phones. Depending on the actual era they would be flip phones not touchscreens.

- idk dude I’m not thinking anymore me tired

#stranger things #stranger things 2000s au #(not quite modern bc the 20s & the 00s are actually quite different)

[iyamwah-blog]

I thought of an answer to the hypothetical question, “If you had a chance to time travel to the past, what era would you choose?” And since this is my first tumblr post, it would be appropriate to choose circa 2007-2015, with the twist I get to live as a teenage girl!! There’s nothing remotely different than being a teenage girl present times, except the thrill of seeing multiple popular forms of media when released originally, and relate to the main characters in those TV shows, compared to now. Maybe I’m just out of my mind bored, and my mind is racing but I truly feel it would have a massive difference with how life is lived. Like more people are just present physically with another, we don’t have a lot of blockages from living life naturally and aren’t so stuck on phones, since now we just mindlessly rot and stay on autopilot. Plus I think it would be kinda fun to see how YouTube and Facebook was earlier on too, people talk about aesthetics, but I haven’t heard a lot of this specific description (Hollister, IPod, MySpace, etc.) I guess a little bit more juicy couture, Paris Hilton, and babydoll tees when relating to this timeline.

I think any timeline would have a lot of curiosities and fun! But idkk, maybe it’s my huge crush also on Andrew Garfield, and cute but delusional thinking I could have a chance with him if I was a teenager back then, Hahahaha. Or maybe not, because Emma’s such a doll and I love them as Gwen and Peter, I won’t stand in the face of true love! (Still love, even tho they aren’t together, that real platonic love, even <3)

*** Like imagine the secret messages sent between another with this man on MySpace?! (Taken reference from “A Cinderella Story” Hilary Duff version/Superior one :P )

#im just a girl #gwen stacy

[klein-babylon]

Finally caught a new music vibe after sooooo long honestly I think the best listening era for me was mid 2020 where I decided Spotify was done and Soundcloud and YouTube was for the gentiles/nobility and just got drowned/suffocated in all this new music. The alogarithm goes off.. And also 2018 when I would only listen to black kray and young bruh unreleaseds and girl Kpop groups. And then maybe when I listened to frogstomp for the first time and also 2014 when yung lean did thr damn thing.. also I still remember the first time listening to golden brown by the stranglers hahaha it was one of those moments when you’re a kid Where you’d go ok I’m gonna remember this moment forever. It was on the bus ride to zone swimming in year 4 with my pink headphones and my iPod. Also washed away by kelela, no more shubz, call it fate call it karma, fashion killa, dash snow, six by Dean blunt actually all of stone island, hold my liqour, and recently start of this year Guts theme.. and Paris texts, oh and the world is yours… Of course….. those moments where you get revitalised/feel like you listened to music for the first time

[thisischeri]

Thought I’d share that I’ve been embracing tech as fashion

I enjoy it very much and casual enough to be able to wear it every day, outside as well 10/10 recommend

iPod Shuffles are surprisingly good hair clips and most times are cheaper from eBay than actual hair clips.

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#how’s everyone? #sadly I’m still in my sad girl era #somehow nothing goes how I hope them to be #admin reveal #cybercore #y2k #cyber y2k #00s #2000s #moodboard #y2kcore #iPod #iPod shuffle #gpoy #me #selfie #thisischeri #girlblogging #tech core

[karmaisacat12]

Hello world of tumblr 👋

My name’s Hayden (editing this in because I forgot to introduce myself 🫠🫠🫠) and I’m a 17 year old swiftie born inbetween the days of evermore and Taylor’s birthday (I KNOW).

I’ve never done this app before and I don’t know how it works but I made this account in honour of Taylor so I’m gonna share a bit about my journey…

It all started when 1989 came out and I got an iPod touch for Christmas (soooo 2014, I know) and being the little 9 year old I was, and loving shake it off and blank space on the radio, I spent some Christmas pennies on my first EVER album (1989), on Apple iTunes back when that was the thing, and I would literally listen to it on repeat every spare moment I had. If I was playing a game I’d play 1989. If I was chilling in my room I’d play 1989. I remember travelling to see my grandparents (oh I’m from the UK btw) and singing 1989 the entire five hour car journey.

Taylor was the first artist I ever properly connected with…

And then silly naive me went to high school and a boy listening to Taylor was not a very good impression. Soooo I stopped 😔😔

I KNOW I KNOW… it was stupid

But I did

Until quite a few months back now…

The eras tour kept coming up on my fyp, and then that turned into other Taylor videos. I finally decided, having spent so much time discovering and becoming comfortable with myself, to give her another shot.

That obviously started with revelling in the nostalgia of 1989 (which I still knew the words to 🙈). And then I moved onto midnights… and the rest is history!

Whilst I am frustrated that I stopped listening to her, I think she also became quite a pivotal symbol of my growth. I was so insecure about others’ views on me that I stopped listening to what I love to remove those views, and then years later I grew so confident in myself I couldn’t care less what negative assumptions people have on me, and I tapped back into my love…

Just in time to reclaim my swiftie status so that I could be up at 6am to watch her announce 1989 Tv 🥹🥹🥹

Sorry that was a very long one and I’m sure you can tell I’m not used to this so feedback would be great. I’m just on here to connect with other swifties and share my passion and appreciation for mother!!!

@taylorswift @taylornation

#taylor swift #taylornation #1989 tv #wildest dreams #i think i am finally clean

[themeatlife]

the Meat Life Collection - Volume II - My Ultimate Playlist

Special shout out to Christine Pham-Cutaran for creating this picture. It is my head put on 20/20 Experience era Justin Timberlake for an invitation to my 30th birthday party

If you know me, you know I’m a playlist guy. 

I make playlists for situationally. Lately I have been making playlists for trips I take whether it was a trip playlist to San Diego for my brother’s bachelor weekend or road trip playlist for my son and daughter’s competitions. I make playlists!

Origins

Ten years ago for my 30th birthday, I made a playlist covering music that was released or charted for the 30 years I have been alive. Originally I wanted to keep it at 300 songs, but as with any of my playlists I kept bumping it up until it reached 333. And thus the Meat Life Collection was born.

I wouldn’t say I’m quite the level of John Cusack’s High Fidelity character Rob Gordon in terms of being obsessive about music. Or maybe I am?

Speaking of High Fidelity, I still need to check out the now cancelled Hulu series of the same name with Zoe Kravitz. It sounds like my jam and I loved the movie version.

Anyway, it is my 40th birthday. Since my 30th birthday passed, I have been working on the Meat Life Collection - Volume II. A massive and sprawling playlist spanning 40 years of music and pop culture. I originally wanted to cap it at 1000. When I included most of the Volume I list, I knew there was no way I could do that. Eventually it grew and I locked it at 1200 tracks. 1200 tracks spanning 40 years.

Philosophy Behind the Ultimate Playlist

My playlist philosophy has changed over time. 

In the days of Winamp in college, I tried to keep things flexible. Rather than try to sort different lists, I kept my entire collection at the ready and hit random. Then based on the vibe I would edit the order of what tracks were next. It was a live DJ feel, but it used up a lot of study time. 

When I moved to iTunes and got my first iPod, I began forming static playlists. My philosophy was nothing over 100 songs. I figured there would be no need for such long playlists. My college self would probably freak out looking at the length of the playlists I have now. But back then I was limited to how many mp3s I could store on my laptop/external hard drive and then port over to my iPod.

As my collection of mp3s grew, so did the length and amount of my playlists. Many of those mp3 era playlists are lost now since there was not an effective way to port lists from iTunes over to Spotify when I went to streaming over a decade ago. I’m an Apple Music guy now, mostly because it comes with my cellular service.

Now in the streaming era, with millions of songs at your fingertips, I probably overdo it when it comes to composing playlists. I initially thought the 333 song Volume I was a long playlist at the time in 2013. But I probably have multiple playlists of the 300+ range.

Usually when I build a playlist, there is a certain vibe I try to achieve. If it is one for travel, I try to include songs related to the destination or songs about flight or driving. For this 1200 song playlist, I tried to encompass all the songs that impacted my life in some way. Whether it be a song I heard at a club that one time and stuck ever since or a song that a friend from high school introduced to me and I couldn’t get it out of my head for 3 months, I tried to include or remember to include.

For you Apple Music folks, below is the link for my ultimate playlist.

The Playlist: the Meat Life Collection - Volume II

I’m a Stats Guy

Here is the numbers nerd in my coming out. So obviously with 1200 songs, there will be trends. I will lay out some things. First, the artists with the most songs on the playlist. This will show you my taste and just how Chris Mitra this playlist is.

Artists:

Linkin Park is my favorite musical artist, yes. And I think I did say once that Jay-Z was probably my favorite living rapper, by the stats he definitely is. I am surprised Taylor is so high on my list, but since I do have a teenage daughter there is a lot of Taylor played around the house. On the low end, I was also surprised I only put 5 Taking Back Sunday tracks on the playlist.

An artist I do have some hesitation with currently that has a bunch of music on the playlist is Kanye West. It is not easy to have him on there nowadays. And it has been about half a year since I’ve listened to any Kanye voluntarily. I have traditionally been able to separate the artist from the art, but I do feel a bit uncomfortable with Kanye lately. Tracks from his first five albums are classic and part of a soundtrack of my life, so eventually I’ll be able to separate the art from the artist.

Albums:

Of course for the albums, Linkin Park is on top with 7 tracks from their 2000 debut Hybrid Theory. My favorite Linkin Park album Minutes to Midnight ended up with 3 tracks on the playlist, just outside the list above. There are some iconic albums on this top 25 like Hootie & the Blowfish’s Cracked Rear View, Alanis Morissette’s Jagged Little Pill, Dr. Dre’s 2001, and Oasis’s (What’s the Story) Morning Glory. Jimmy Eat World’s Bleed American brings me back to my freshman year of college.

Most of these albums are of an era.  An era displayed below.

Years and Years

The most number of tracks on the playlist come from 1995-2006 (1998 isn’t displayed above but it is next on the list at 39 songs). This is the era of my peak interest in popular music and spans from my early teen years to my young adulthood. Of the 1200 tracks on this playlist, 594 songs - almost half the list -come from 1995-2006. A fourth of my lifetime makes up about half of my favorite songs.

Okay, I’ve blabbed enough about my playlist. If you have Apple Music, check it out and jam out to some of the best popular music of the last 40 years.

#thisis40 theMeatLife music playlists mixtape LinkinPark Jay-Z variousartists

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

315 of 2023

Confessions for the day [True or False]

Created by joybucket

I wish my teeth were straighter. I carry my phone with me wherever I go. 📱 I often forget to carry my phone with me when I go places. I often forget to turn my phone off when I'm at a public place. I bake when I'm bored. 👩‍🍳 I look very young without makeup on. I love to paint. 🎨 ....although I haven't done it in awhile. I love galaxy print. I used to be more of a risk-taker than I am now. ...and I'd like to start taking risks again. I've made a gingerbread house for a holiday other than Christmas. I wonder if I've met the person I'm going to marry yet. I wonder if I'll ever end up getting married. 💍 I wonder if I'll ever end up having children. 🤰 I wonder if I'd be able to get pregnant. 🤰 I wonder if there really is a God. I don't want to go gray. I don't like my first name. I've had a close friend with the same first name as me. I've read all of the Harry Potter books. 📚 I've read the Twilight trilogy. 📚 I enjoy listening to Lauren Daigle. 🎶 I love listening to songs that I can really relate to. I'm proud of how I overcame depression. I still listen to music on my iPod. I come on Bzoink every day. I used to post in the girlspace.com forums when I was a teenager. I used to play Meez. I own way too many clothes. I've been through something that if I told anyone about, I don't know if they'd believe me. I think I look better with makeup on. 💄 I used play around in Photoshop when I was younger. I've made a collage in Photoshop. I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing on September 11, 2001. I've been friends with someone of another race. I would go back in time and fix my mistakes if I could. I believe in past lives. I'm thankful to have been born in the generation I was born in. I wish I had been born in another era. I've tried macarons and didn't think they were that exciting. I've tried macarons and thought they tasted wonderful. I have a friend who loves Taylor Swift. I had a friend growing up who could play the guitar. I've had a friend who reminded me of another friend. I've seen a picture of a cartoon character and thought, "Hey! That looks like me!" I enjoy watching reruns of America's Got Talent on YouTube. I'm a rare medical case. I don't know anyone else who is going through what I'm going through right now. I've performed in a school talent show. 🎤 I own an orange shirt. I own a pink sweater. I own a black hoodie. I always brought my own lunch to school when I was younger. 🥪 I often have multiple tabs open on my computer. 💻 I have multiple tabs open on my computer right now. I often misplace my phone. 📱 I own a pair of red high heels. 👠 I take way too much medicine. 💊 I don't know what I'm doing. I probably daydream way too much. 💭

#survey #bolding survey #themed survey

[azenari]

chaconne | 11.13.17

originally published on TinyLetter

sometimes i wonder if my taste in music is eternally enslaved to my memory - the darkest corners, their deepest wounds. in the years that have flown by since childhood i have rabidly consumed every and any genre that could make me feel something more forward... the sensation of running from death and chasing freedom, a departure from days i couldn't bear to recall. i've been a voracious, devoted consumer. i don't practice and the fingerboard on my violin is no longer attached to the rest of the instrument. i can't (or won't) remember simple intervals. i wrote my bachelor's thesis about the magic of women who claim hip hop as their bread and butter; women who loved me but were not, in fact, me. i gave whatever was left of me in a mad attempt to elevate collegiate a cappella above cliché, an aspiration with no room for childish individuality. when my soul is tired, it is not prepubescence i turn to but rather the gritty, naive immortality of adolescence. all the iPods i purchased and lost, the soundtrack to walking alone through a vast concrete jungle. after she left, i carried my own backpack. i no longer cared to carry my violin. and yet when i sit down in front of a keyboard in an attempt to create, the pandora's box in my memory rattles with death throes that refuse to relinquish their hold, however faint, on the rest of my life. pandora produces melodic, arpeggiated tributes to an era that i willfully abandoned. more often than not, my compositions trail off in chord progressions that recall dead white men from centuries ago alongside the benevolent spectre of my late mother, who is equally and irreversibly dead. i can't remember her voice, but my hands can't stop playing her music. in all my years scrabbling at my perforated heart via the powerful ineptitude of written language, i have never once composed a word to the sound of Western classical. in all my years since discovering more, i have never once bothered to listen to it for the sake of the music itself; until now. so what now? the piano is tuned for the first time in 11 years. i'm in a house again, with a family of my own. a picture of her adorns the lid. i can feel the burning pixels of her eyes when i practice, reminding me to slow down when i make mistakes unless i want to spend an exponential amount of time fixing them. without meaning to, i find myself encouraging my roommates to do the same, unconsciously doling out unsolicited musical advice while washing dishes and worrying about dinner. the spitting image of her with a little extra eyeliner and fewer worldly wrinkles. it took me this long to remember, but she, too, spent due time in the city of angels, reconciling memories of a dying mother. two lonely and singularly indomitable women, one departure per american coast, a mother i can't remember and a mother i never knew. it's hard not to wonder whether i'm next. beloved but alone, eyes open and staring at the emptiness of the ceiling, screaming for a daughter i would never see again. dying, with the clock still struggling desperately to tick. when i dream of learning the second half of saint-saens' introduction and rondo capriccioso after a decade of denial - when i stumble through bach preludes on the piano as if i'm seven again, my ring fingers clumsy and weak - i wonder if i'm already dead. is my consciousness buried beneath the off-white pages of old sheet music? was my innocence snatched by the reaper hovering in my mother's glassy eyes? then again, i can't tell if my broken-record creativity is reminiscent of death or merely memory; the treasure of the past trying to claw its way back to the present as i endeavor to dream, once more, of the future. i think it depends on whether i choose to keep playing.

#2017

[sinnerandafool]

Ramblings of an Elder Emo

I’ve fallen so far back into my fall out boy obsession. It’s really cool in some ways, but not so much in others. 

It’s cool because their music has always made me happy, even the saddest songs, even MANIA, which a lot of fans don’t really enjoy, was on repeat when it came out in 2018. I think from 2018-2023 I went through a period of pretending my past didn’t exist because it was too painful. I went to therapy, I was (and still am) in the only truly good and healthy relationship of my life. I just wanted to shove all of that down and forget myself. During that time I was more into indie stuff like Maggie Rogers, not like that’s new thing for me (I’m a big time Regina Spektor fan). And, the only new music they put out during that time was the Lake Effect Kid EP, which was really cool, but I definitely didn’t appreciate it as much as I do now. Weirdly enough, when they were on the Hella Mega Tour, my partner asked me if I wanted to go, and I was like, “meh”, a feeling I can’t really understand to this day. Anyway. Then the pandemic happened, which was a really big two years of growth for me. I came out of an obsessive relationship with food, I completely changed careers. I stopped hating myself at every available moment. 

This is not to say that my “emo phase” contributed to my self-hatred in any way. Actually, bands like Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco* were a huge balm to my teenaged sadness. I think that’s where the not-so-cool aspect of falling back into obsession lies. I went through some seriously depressing times back before their hiatus, when I was in middle and high school. My family was a wreck. My “friends” were so virulently critical of me all the time (did I deserve it? I don’t know. It’s hard to have that distance from yourself when you’re 16, and even harder to clearly remember things from over a decade ago). When I hear From Under the Cork Tree and Infinity on High, I’m reminded of being that girl. She was an overeager misfit trying desperately to pretend like she didn’t care. It’s all bottled up in my head to this day, because even in therapy I didn’t manage to get all that out. It was still too embarrassing and shameful to talk about.  

I went off to college in 2012, and in 2013 something kind of amazing happened, wherein my favorite band released a new surprise album called Save Rock and Roll. I went out and bought a new iPod shuffle just so I could listen to it while walking around campus. I will never forgive myself for missing out on Fall Out Boy’s Save Rock and Roll tour, when they played relatively intimate venues, and judging by the videos I’ve seen from that era, rocked really hard. But regardless. I think their music started to appeal to me more again because I was essentially friendless during this time. The only “friends” I had were the young men who approached me in the hopes of getting in my pants, which I naively, foolishly, hopefully misinterpreted as a genuine interest in me, in getting to know me, and creating some kind of trust and non-sexual intimacy. That didn’t play out. 

American Beauty/American Psycho came out when I was home from a school break. I remember this wasn’t the worst winter break I spent at home with my narcissistic mother and step-father (yes, both of them were terrible), but even after the worst time, it never got better. It was wall to wall tension in those days, and I always spent the majority of my time avoiding interaction by hiding in my bedroom or snapping headphones over my ears, shutting out the nastiness. 

I graduated from college with a useless degree and started working. During this time, my eating disorder got worse and worse until it was all I could think about. Then MANIA came out in 2018 and I’m sorry to say that everything about that album just reminds me of my obsession with being thin. It was really hard back then. I can’t really think clearly about it because my mind was such a wreck from lack of nourishment and precise, obsessive calorie tracking. 

In the five years since MANIA, I’ve changed a lot, like I already wrote. And I essentially forgot about Fall Out Boy. Except for one or two weeks in 2020 when “I’ve Been Waiting” came out and I created a playlist called Emo Jesus that wasn’t really that great. I looked back though it recently and the song choice was pretty lame honestly. 

All this to say, hearing new Fall Out Boy and revisiting their old stuff has made me feel a lot of feelings, both elated and depressed, and I’m simultaneously happy and terrified about it. What could be more Fall Out Boy than that?

Boo yah. 

*I just want to be really clear, I was a big fan of Panic! from when the released A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out, Pretty. Odd., and then many years later I discovered Vices and Virtues and liked that a lot. I was never all that interested in most of the Brendon! At the Disco stuff. I dunno, it just made me a bit sad, and not in a poetic way that feels a little like happiness. 

#personal

[dariousdenim]

I’m a sucker for “Retro” or Vintage things whether it’s Fashion, Technology, Design, Interior Design… list goes on. I saw this LV Murakami iPod case and then i was taken way back! because i had a Black iPod and that’s how i discovered Kanye besides the CDs my dad bought and the radio. My iPod was my everything!!! I had the black one!!! ima bring this and G Shocks back!

Later in life my Ex girlfriend gave me her old iPod and it had all her music. Simple stuff is the best stuff to me!

Imagine if we were still in that Era! the Stem Player by Kanye is probably the closest thing. TANGIBILITY ALWAYS WINS. but check this out.

Murakami LV iPod Case for the iPod Mini!

[peevishpants]

I’ve been following you for a long time now (I’m talking like, fe:a era long) I think my old iPod (yes, IPOD) still has one of your old drawings as it’s wallpaper ^_^ I wanna say that I’ve always loved your drawings but I **LOVE** the stuff you’ve been posting lately, especially your diaspora comic!!!! It’s so compelling!!! It’s already been a while, but I’m happy you’ve made your return!!!

Omg hello, we meet again then!!! That's wild. That's so wild. That's so cool. Whatever you're up to, I hope you're doing well!! And if you're not, I hope you have the energy and support to climb out of wherever you are!! I'm pinning this message when I decide the "i got unbanned from tumblr" message has outlived its purpose wow omg fe:a.... i should draw the lonq again maybe... his iconic character design pout is actually what got me into drawing mouths like = instead of just — LOOOL anyway also I'm glad you like my recent stuff too!!

ALSO if you see this do you remember what the drawing was? I'd love to know, no matter how well the drawing has aged LOL

#Anyway ur now a core memory that im gonna think aboit 10 years from now like hows ipOd anon doing i hope they r living a cool life #Anon #Ask