Computers used to be so much easier. We just got a new computer, and for some reason half of the songs we had in iTunes didn't transfer over. So now, especially for some of the compilations I've gotten, I have to go back and search for each individual song and put it back in its proper directory. I hate bringing up a playlist only to have the music stop, and see that little exclamation point sitting there mocking me. I think my random ten choices are starting to mirror my increasingly fragmented and disjointed state:
Jack the Ripper—Link Wray
Green Door—The Cramps
Japanese Sandman—Martin Denny
She Blinded Me With Science—Thomas Dolby
Fed-a-Ray—Lord Beginner
Goin' To Chicago Blues—Peggy Lee
Blue Yodel No. 4—Bill Monroe
That's Showbiz—Rev. Horton Heat
Nightclubbing—Iggy Pop
I'm Not Talkin—The Yardbirds
