tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9749871625093187632024-03-12T17:03:37.688-07:00Catfish Baruni and His Excessively Lengthy Domain Name (dot com)Hi, I'm CatfishUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-26018438829125760202020-03-30T10:50:00.001-07:002020-03-30T10:50:15.600-07:00I just saw somebody riding a bike on the sidewalk on Congress, wearing an oversized novelty sombrero with "BITCOIN" written on the front.<div><br></div><div>So I can cross off that square on my pandemic bingo card. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-11772790960621033342020-01-01T17:53:00.001-07:002020-01-01T17:53:21.165-07:00<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Boa9F26cb_k/Xg0-_yW0IaI/AAAAAAABrEs/heeHaVXal1EGEj9a1n1nAalfv8bbGBmAwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/IMG_20191231_234253-02.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Boa9F26cb_k/Xg0-_yW0IaI/AAAAAAABrEs/heeHaVXal1EGEj9a1n1nAalfv8bbGBmAwCLcBGAsYHQ/s1600/IMG_20191231_234253-02.jpeg" border="0" data-original-width="4032" data-original-height="3024" width="320" height="240"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">I took pictures of stars with my <i>camera</i> phone. You can see the stars in the picture. The one taken with a <i>camera</i> phone. </div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">Fucking wild, man... </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-21673191507643213892019-12-04T19:19:00.000-07:002019-12-11T11:17:20.221-07:00It's like I always say, guys:<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-3774491399195688212019-11-28T10:23:00.001-07:002019-11-28T10:23:23.183-07:00"I had tea instead of coffee this morning because I woke up with really bad heartburn and didn't think the acid in the coffee would be good for that" is a sentence I never dreamed I would put together. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-78697529212305331862019-10-04T17:30:00.000-07:002019-10-04T20:04:56.278-07:00The light feels different.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-34229713015932718212019-06-24T15:47:00.000-07:002019-11-03T11:14:21.130-07:00<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWVCf64OJ9Gk6aLTqW-nPJb022iICEyUQktQjZXMI4W3QCw0JPhg26F6O2pmwV0jWaiBrv5SNoxrNFUNJTGgWmvqHPGoUFN_MSEXsIb6ATz_XBUjtyBWHohsvM0PY8DBnNDxMr1Xde5U/s1600/IMG_1839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQWVCf64OJ9Gk6aLTqW-nPJb022iICEyUQktQjZXMI4W3QCw0JPhg26F6O2pmwV0jWaiBrv5SNoxrNFUNJTGgWmvqHPGoUFN_MSEXsIb6ATz_XBUjtyBWHohsvM0PY8DBnNDxMr1Xde5U/s1600/IMG_1839.JPG" border="0" data-original-width="308" data-original-height="231" width="510" height="382" class=" " title="" alt=""></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">A couple of nights ago, I snapped this picture while I was taking a walk around my neighborhood. I captured stars in a picture taken with my phone! That's it, that's the bucket list.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-70234089333860580902019-06-09T11:51:00.000-07:002019-06-09T11:51:13.183-07:00Saddest story in the fewest words<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKwk3IMPN0nbRJH7TQRXAvjxLD5XIR1jPjwGcfz1cQ8JJRcaUo4RIMJZKCcwx9txfOMO576Gq5EiUw9G7V-bCGXoOKnTFwvwDAPrXGqIZNO7XBTPmSohazpXWPV7EOpsR5D09alpMgJ-k/s1600/IMG_1839.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKwk3IMPN0nbRJH7TQRXAvjxLD5XIR1jPjwGcfz1cQ8JJRcaUo4RIMJZKCcwx9txfOMO576Gq5EiUw9G7V-bCGXoOKnTFwvwDAPrXGqIZNO7XBTPmSohazpXWPV7EOpsR5D09alpMgJ-k/" data-original-width="" data-original-height=""></a></p><p><i>For sale, never worn, one sock—unsure where its mate disappeared to, but I'm reluctant to just toss it; I mean, maybe someone could use it? Maybe a baby (heaven forbid) with only one foot? No judgement, just saying. Anyway, must pick up—no deliveries. </i></p><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-81781197830503365892019-05-16T21:28:00.001-07:002019-05-16T21:28:41.272-07:00<p dir="ltr">The air conditioner at work shuts off at 6:02pm on the dot</p>
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I don't know who still comes here and looks at things, but do me a favor and read this piece from GQ, <a href="https://www.gq.com/story/islamophobia-christchurch-attack" target="_blank"><i>The Dangerous Normalization of Islamophobia</i></a>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-75168966286469623672019-03-17T11:10:00.001-07:002019-03-17T11:10:42.624-07:00<p dir="ltr">I was going to do this really hilarious thing today on social media where I posted and asked if anyone knew where I could get some halal green beer. </p>
<p dir="ltr">But after NZ, and seeing the responses of my online friends...</p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-15067856104105789442019-03-16T08:42:00.001-07:002019-03-16T08:42:48.736-07:00<p dir="ltr">I replaced the stylus (<i>and cartridge and headshell</i>) on my turntable and life has <u>improved</u> by a degree and a half. </p>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-36635225811410400602019-01-26T22:06:00.001-07:002019-01-26T22:06:44.427-07:00<p dir="ltr">How come we never sat on the bench in my backyard and looked up at the stars?</p>
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<b>The National</b> - <i>Cherry Tree</i><br />
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Technically, this is an EP. So it doesn’t really count towards my 10 albums. #outsmarted In Fall of 2010, I was a broken-hearted boy. So broken-hearted that I would stare at my shelves of music and be unable to select anything to listen to. Before that I was screaming into my pillow. It was rough. Anyway, craving music, but being unable to pick anything to listen to, I turned to Pandora to pick music for me. The thing about Pandora is that you really have to make use of those thumbs up and thumbs down to get that algorithm to know you. It took a little bit of time to fine tune it with my thumbs before it started playing me new things that I liked. The National was one of the bands Pandora introduced me to. There’s just something about a baritone voice and sad-sounding music. Be still my black, aching heart... The first song of theirs Pandora played for me was “Wasp Nest.” I loved the song, and I wanted more, but would the rest of the EP be able to deliver? Or was “Wasp Nest” a fluke? I wasn’t really buying CDs much anymore at the time, and I didn’t want to take a gamble by buying the EP on vinyl without yet having an opinion on the band. Also, I was very impatient. So I rolled the dice and bought the EP digitally... on Amazon.com, because fuck you, iTunes. I don’t think it was the first album I bought digitally, but it may have been the first album I bought digitally from a band I wasn’t really familiar with. I did love it, and now I have all of The National’s albums on vinyl and they’re part of my go-to music for feeling sad, which is almost always all the time.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-31577478657205411722018-08-09T09:05:00.001-07:002018-08-09T09:05:40.773-07:00Day Ten - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Tom Petty</b> - <i>Wildflowers</i><br />
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Tom Petty first entered my awareness when I was in junior high. “Mary Jane’s Last Dance,” one of two new tracks recorded for a greatest hits compilation, was released in 1993. The song, and the video for it, were EVERYWHERE. “Wow,” I remember thinking, “who’s this new upstart?” Joke was on me, because Mr. Petty was already in the midst of an impressive decades-long career (but, actually, the joke is on you, because I never called him a “new upstart”.) Anyway, I’m sure I eventually got my own copy of that greatest hits album (probably from the Columbia House Record Club). Then I think I got the soundtrack to “She’s the One.” Probably also from the Columbia House Record Club. I slowly started working my way through his back catalog, buying whatever I could find used at Zia. I think ‘Wildflowers’ was the last of his back catalog albums that I picked up. I was married and miserable. Working a shitty overnight job at Home Depot. Life felt rough. One night at work, I was at the end of the BBQ aisle, and the song “Time to Move On” came up and I was just overwhelmed. I needed to make changes in my life. And I got on that right away… 18 months later. The song “Crawling Back to You” has also always resonated me, and has made me wonder if it has shaped the way I love, you know, back when I loved. Anyway, you know how I mentioned “Mary Jane’s Last Dance”? Well, Tom Petty was in the midst of recording an album when he had to cut that track for his greatest hits collection. The album he was recording? ‘Wildflowers.’ Boom.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-84156111715921916892018-08-08T10:25:00.000-07:002018-08-08T10:25:56.679-07:00Day Nine - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Buddy Guy</b> - <i>Sweet Tea</i><br />
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FUUUU-UUUUUUUUUUUUCK. Seriously. FUCK! This album is… I dunno, man, it is something else. They sent Buddy Guy down to North Mississippi and had him cover Junior Kimbrough, T-Model Ford, and Cedell Davis, amongst others. They got this hot fire that sounds unlike anything else in Buddy’s discography that I’ve heard. Words like “raw” and “primal” come to mind. I found this album in the early aughts, just randomly as I was picking up whatever Buddy Guy albums I could find at Zia. Some years after I discovered it, I offered to loan my album to someone as a primer for the Buddy Guy show we were going to see as a group because I was hoping 1) That she’d also get heart-eyes for the album and 2) I’d get to see her dumb face. I got to watch her watch Buddy Guy live in concert and it was adorable. Her reactions were childlike in wonder and awe. I knew I was in trouble. And I was right.<br />
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<b>Postscript:</b> I was lamenting the fact that this album was never released on vinyl and was going to mention that sad fact in this write-up, but after looking on eBay, I learned it was re-released on vinyl in Europe this year and then I had to check Amazon, of course, and I’m proud to say that my copy will be arriving soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-82216521584797539532018-08-07T11:49:00.001-07:002018-08-07T11:49:15.896-07:00Day Eight - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>The White Stripes</b> - <i>White Blood Cells</i><br />
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For the most part, I’ve never really been one to keep up with current music. While my peers were maybe listening to Nirvana and Beck, I was listening to Jimi Hendrix and “In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida” (the song, NOT the album). By the time I thought to give ‘Nothing’s Shocking’ a listen, Jane’s Addiction had already broken up and reunited. And other anecdotes about how out of touch I am! Laughter! Laughter! I didn’t know that The White Stripes existed until I heard the second single released from this album, “Fell in Love with a Girl.” Can you believe it? A song with prominent, fuzzy guitar caused my heart to go pitter-patter pitter-patter. Me! So, for a brief period of time I started to look around at what was going on, and I found bands like The Datsuns, The Hives, Soledad Brothers, The Mooney Suzuki, The Black Keys, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and Kings of Leon. But sometimes you can go too far, and that’s how you wind up with three Jet 12” singles.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-62681166833247205732018-08-06T10:13:00.000-07:002018-08-06T10:13:25.658-07:00Day Seven - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>The Clash</b> - <i>Combat Rock</i><br />
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I think I was supposed to pick ‘London Calling,’ but I didn’t. Just know that I’m probably just as disappointed in me as you are. Actually, more so if I really start to think about ALL of my life decisions. You’ll probably (not) be surprised to hear that I picked up this album on CD in high school. I promise, not all of my 10 days will be albums that I discovered in high school. “Rock the Casbah” was the first song I heard by The Clash, but I can’t remember exactly where. I have a vague recollection of hearing it on an episode of The Simpsons. But maybe I saw the music video for it before that? Who can say. Sophomore year, in English class, I was writing a short story about two monkeys in North Africa. Naturally, “Rock the Casbah” came to mind and I realized that I needed to get the album it was on. Did you know the original title for this album was ‘Rat Patrol from Fort Bragg’? Did you know that I bought a bootleg version of it on vinyl from Amoeba Records that one time I was there? Did you know that I didn’t realize what it was until putting together this write-up and that I still haven’t listened to it? I *told* you I was disappointing!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-57714333829385111952018-08-05T20:04:00.000-07:002018-08-05T20:04:47.920-07:00Day Six - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble</b> - <i>Greatest Hits</i><br />
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If my memory serves me correctly, and it almost never does, this was my gateway to the blues. Not blues-rock, but *blues*. Yes, it’s kind of ridiculous that I was introduced to the blues via a white man with a peacock tattoo on his chest, but this isn’t the place for deep discussion. And yes, you could argue that SRV isn’t really blues-blues, but like I said, this isn’t the place. It’s a place for me to ramble tangentially about inanities. So, I’m pretty sure my mom had this album first on cassette tape. Eventually I got my own copy on CD, but it didn’t really connect with me right away. That didn’t happen until the summer between sophomore and junior years of high school. I was housesitting for my aunt for an extended period of time. Definitely more than a week, but maybe not quite two weeks? I don’t remember, but whatever it was, it was the longest I’d ever been away from home. Naturally when one is going to be away from home for that long, one needs supplies, including music. I brought a stack of CDs with me, including this one. I don't know why it was different this time, but it was. I got infected. Fucking blues guitar, man. I started tracing my way backwards on the map. Found Buddy Guy. And the three Kings of the blues: Albert, B.B., and Freddie. Howlin’ Wolf. Elmore James. And on and on.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-64640151544559034352018-08-04T12:45:00.000-07:002018-08-04T13:35:14.020-07:00Day Five - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Led Zeppelin</b> - <i>Led Zeppelin III</i><br />
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It’s hard to pick a single Led Zeppelin album to include, but obviously, I need to include one. This isn’t my favorite Zeppelin album, though, in all honesty, I don’t know if I could pick a favorite. They all have their advantages, even Coda (don’t believe me? Check out the 2015 reissue!) I haven’t actually listened to this album in a while because of [REASONS]. When I started junior high, I was going to a different school than all of my friends. All because someone told my mother that I was “gifted and talented.” Joke was on them; I was neither! The bus ride to school wasn’t fun. There was this older, loud, brash cool kid named (I think) Jake. Jake did me the huge favor of letting the entire bus know that my resting depressed face made me look like I was constipated. Further, he did me a solid by reminding everyone of that by calling me “Constipated Boy.” I guess people who can’t shit look sad? I dunno, but that actually tracks. For some reason, this torment didn’t make 11-year-old me any less sad. Go figure. Anyway, the bus driver would listen to the local rock station in the morning and that’s primarily how I was exposed to music. One day, I heard this song and it just got stuck in my head. I had no idea what it was called or who did it, but there it was, lodged in my brain matter. It had this wail and this riff! I’m really awful at describing sounds. A howling wail, maybe? And a thundering, repeated riff, perhaps? “Ahh ahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhh ahhh.” So time goes on and this song is still stuck in my head. Eventually I get into Led Zeppelin, because that’s what happens when your friends get into Led Zeppelin: you get inducted into that club. It’s contagious. And eventually I got my hands on a copy of Led Zeppelin III, probably CD at first. Imagine my surprise when track #01, “Immigrant Song,” comes on and it turns out to be the song that was stuck in my head for years. And that’s how Led Zeppelin got into my blood and bones.<br />
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This album has a reputation for being pretty heavy on the acoustic stuff, but It has the aforementioned electric “Immigrant Song,” plus “Celebration Day,” “Since I’ve Been Loving You,” and “Out on the Tiles.” A little bit of something for everyone. Also, the cover art is pretty awesome. It’s got a volvelle and shit. I’ve had a copy of the album framed and hanging on my wall for years, which, admittedly, does slightly limit access to the volvelle somewhat.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-54180964997139882952018-08-03T11:33:00.000-07:002018-08-03T11:33:31.434-07:00Day Four - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>AC/DC</b> - <i>High Voltage</i><br />
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This is the first album I ever bought on vinyl. I was maybe 15 at the time? I bought it at Bookman’s with trade credit given to me by Jon Parr. Possibly partly as recompense for that time he ruined my family’s desktop computer, or maybe it was the time he cut me with a knife at a party? It’s difficult to remember. Years earlier, in junior high, I remember when he spat on me because I asked if the rumors I heard on the bus about him liking Angela were true. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ That was Jon. Anyway, this was my first AC/DC album and it turned me into a fan of the band (when Bon Scott was the lead singer). People complain about all AC/DC songs sounding the same, but imagine how pissed you’d be if you bit into an apple only to discover that it tasted like a potato. Back when I was open to loving people, discovering that a woman also was a fan of AC/DC would make me get dumb, giant heart eyes, just like that emoji. Idiot...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-15670664532966951302018-08-02T10:55:00.000-07:002018-08-02T10:55:32.685-07:00Day Three - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Black Sabbath</b> - <i>Paranoid</i><br />
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Not counting what I heard on classic rock radio, this was my introduction to Black Sabbath and Ozzy. I happen to be one of those people that only digs Sabbath when Ozzy was the singer. Ronnie James Dio? GTFO... I purchased this CD at the 7-Eleven (yes, at a 7-Eleven) on 22nd St sometime in high school. I think that 7-Eleven has since closed. I guess it’s true what they say: there’s just no competing with the Hanson’s Good-to-Go. It’s entirely possible that this is a bootlegged version and not an official release. I say this because the tracklisting/order is slightly different on the 7-Eleven version than what’s on Wikipedia. Instead of track #1 being listed as just “War Pigs,” it’s “War Pigs/Luke’s Wall.” And tracks #7 (“Rat Salad”) and #8 (“Fairies Wear Boots”) are transposed, with the latter being listed as “Jack the Stripper/Fairies Wear Boots.” I suspect I got this album because “Iron Man” was on it, but the whole thing is solid. “Iron Man” > “Paranoid”; fight me. I remember wearing Black Sabbath/Ozzy shirts in high school, which made some of the *really* Christian kids think I worshipped the devil or something. Nope, just Allah, kids.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-33580679980867408062018-08-01T14:52:00.000-07:002018-08-02T10:03:04.540-07:00Day Two - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Frank Zappa</b> - <i>Joe's Garage</i><br />
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This was my first exposure to Frank Zappa. I don’t typically enjoy musicals; they mostly make me want to shoot my brains out, but I make an exception for the rock opera that is Joe’s Garage. My mom’s second husband brought his small record collection with him when he moved into our house, and that’s when I discovered Acts II-III of this album. The first time he ever moved out, I hid this record so that he couldn’t take it with him. That’s how much it meant to me. Eventually, he moved back in, but when the entire family moved out of the house years later and left me behind to take care of it and pay the mortgage, I resorted to my old tricks and again hid the album. This time it was for good, though. I didn’t hear Act I until I got the CD version of the album from (I think?) the Columbia House Record Club. Anyway, in the the 12th track, “Why Does it Hurt When I Pee?,” the titular Joe laments and questions why it hurts when he pees. In my senior year of high school, at some school-wide picnic, I got the DJ to play “Why Does it Hurt When I Pee?”. It wasn’t hard at all. I had hoped to shock the entire school, but I don’t think anyone really noticed. Well done, Baruni! I lost my CD copy of the album when I loaned it to a girl and never got it back. So it goes.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-25604550515338942282018-07-31T14:52:00.000-07:002018-08-02T10:00:55.152-07:00Day One - 10 Albums in 10 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>Metallica</b> - <i>Load</i><br />
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I got this album in 1996. It was the first CD I bought/owned. I didn’t even have a CD player until about a month before this, when I was given one as a junior high graduation present from my mom. Not only was it a CD player, it was a three-disc player! I’m pretty sure that I bought this album at the Wherehouse with a giftcard I was given for my 14th birthday (possibly by Will Golden (and his brother).) This was a pretty divisive album for existing Metallica fans, and lead to myriad accusations of “selling out.” But I wasn’t an existing Metallica fan, so I didn’t care that they had cut their hair.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-974987162509318763.post-34358390416928424342018-07-25T19:50:00.001-07:002018-07-25T19:50:13.956-07:00<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>Three years ago...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0