Yes, I know I still haven't sent out the promised CDs from my last mix (three months ago today). Shut up. I'll do it. Eventually. Here's my latest masterpiece, for which I have no name. (But which I've listened to over and over and over again.)

It's awesome.

It gathers a couple of songs from other mixes, but is again mainly newer stuff I've been listening to. It's got girliepop songs (like "Since U Been Gone"). It's got songs with great lyrics (like "Sea Ghost", "Peach, Pear, Plum"). It's got fast songs. It's got slow songs. It's got old songs. It's got new songs.

They're all good songs.

Since U Been Gone (Kelly Clarkson) Here's the thing, we started out friends: it was cool, it was all pretend. Yeah, yeah, since you been gone. You dedicated, you took the time. Wasn't long 'ill I called you mine. Yeah, yeah, since you been gone. And all you'd ever hear me say is how I'd picture me with you. That's all you'd ever hear me say. But since you been gone I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on (yeah yeah). Thanks to you, now I get what I want since you been gone. How can I put it? You put me on. I even fell for that stupid love song. Yeah, yeah, since you been gone. How come I'd never hear you say, "I just wanna be with you?" Guess you never felt that way. But since you been gone I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on (yeah yeah). Thanks to you, now I get what I want since you been gone. You had your chance, you blew it. Out of sight, out of mind. Shut your mouth, I just can't take it again and again and again and again. Since you been gone, I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on (yeah yeah). Thanks to you, now I get, I get what I want. I can breathe for the first time. I'm so moving on (yeah yeah). Thanks to you. You should know that I get, I get what I want. Since you been gone. Since you been gone. Since you been gone.

Some Girls (Rachel Stevens) My baby drives a car. He calls me when he wants. I don a pair of zip-up boots, I go and shake my hair out loose. I never take my eyes off you. Oh no no, oh no no, no I don't think so. Some girls always get what they wanna wanna. All I seem to get is the other other. This won't last for long, not forever, and the champagne makes it taste so much better better. Footloose and fancy-free, my baby waits for me. He likes to put his own records on. He likes to tell me the things he's done. Such a strange way of having fun. Oh no no, oh no no, and away we go. Some girls always get what they wanna wanna. All I seem to get is the other other. This won't last for long, not forever, and the champagne makes it taste so much better better. Hey, stop! You made a promise to make me a star. You made a promise I'd get to the top. You made a promise to make me a star. You made a promise I'd get to the top. Some girls always get what they wanna wanna. All I seem to get is the other other. This won't last for long, not forever, and the champagne makes it taste so much better better.

Dakota (Stereophonics) Thinking back, thinking of you. Summertime, think it was June. Yeah, think it was June. Laying back, head on the grass, chewing gum having some laughs. Yeah, having some laughs. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. Drinking back, drinking for two. Drinking with you when drinking was new. Sleeping in the back of my car. We never went far. Didn't need to go far. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. I don't know where we are going now. I don't know where we are going now. Wake up call coffee and juice. Remembering you — what happened to you? I wonder if we'll meet again, talk about life since then, talk about why did it end. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. You made me feel like the one. Made me feel like the one, the one. I don't know where we are going now. I don't know where we are going now. So take a look at me now. So take a look at me now. So take a look at me now. So take a look at me now. So take a look at me now. So take a look at me now.

Night on Fire (VHS or Beta) Suitcase packed on the side of the road... and then indecipherable until...Put your hands together and we'll light this night, we'll light this night on fire. Put your hands together and we'll light this night, we'll light this night on fire. Put your hands together and we'll light this night, we'll light this night on fire. Put your hands together and we'll light this night, we'll light this night on fire.

Bohemian Like You (Dandy Warhols) You got a great car. Yeah, what's wrong with it today? I used to have one too, maybe I'll come and have a look. I really love your hairdo. Yeah, I'm glad you like mine too. See where looking pretty cool will get you. So what do you do? Oh yeah? I wait tables too. No I haven't heard your band 'cause you guys are pretty new. But, if you dig on vegan food, well come over to my work. I'll have 'em cook you something that you'll really love. 'Cause I like you. Yeah, I like you, and I'm feeling so bohemian like you. Yeah, I like you. Yeah, I like you, and I feel so whoohoohoo! Wait, who's that guy just hanging at your pad? He's looking kinda bummed. Yeah, you broke up? That's too bad. I guess it's fair if he always pays the rent and he doesn't get bent about sleeping on the couch when I'm there. 'Cause I like you. Yeah, I like you, and I'm feeling so bohemian like you. Yeah, I like you. Yeah, I like you, and I feel so whoohoohoo! I'm getting wise, and I'm feeling so bohemian like you. It's you that I want so please, just a casual casual easy thing. Is it? It is for me, and I like you. Yeah, I like you. I like you, I like you, I like you. And I feel whoohoohoo!

Molly's Chamber (Kings of Leon) Free is all that she could bleed, that's why she'll never stay. White, bare-naked in the night and looking for some play. Just another girl that wants to rule the world at any time or place. And when she gets into your head, you know she's there to stay. You want it? She's got it. Molly's chamber's gonna change your mind. She's got you, your pistol. Molly's Chamber's gonna change your mind. Slow, she's burning in your soul with whispers in your ear. It's okay, I'll give it anyway. Just get me out of here. You'll plead, you'll get down on your knees for just another taste. And when you think she's let you in, that's when she fades away. You want it, she's got it. Molly's chamber's gonna change your mind. She's got you, your pistol.

A Shot in the Arm (Wilco) The ashtray says you were up all night. When you went to bed with your darkest mind, your pillow wept and covered your eyes, and you finally slept while the sun caught fire. You've changed. We fell in love in the key of C. We walked along down by the sea. You followed me down the neck to D, and fell again into the sea. You've changed. Oh, you've changed. Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm, maybe all I need is a shot in the arm, maybe all I need is a shot in the arm. Something in my veins bloodier than blood. The ashtray says you were up all night. When you went to bed with your darkest mind, you changed. Oh, you've changed. What you once were isn't what you want to be any more. What you once were isn't what you want to be any more.

Sea Ghost (The Unicorns) I dove into that freezing sea with the parasite attached to me. I had hoped the salt below would divorce what was wed above, but league after league it yet remained, for the fleshy vessel, I, kept it sustained. And so we froze a while surrounded by one big tear, which only reminded me of a former home, but we weren't welcome. The sea made that clear by filling us with saline and sailing us blue back into the atmosphere. You choked as you surfaced, tangled in seaweed. But what remained of the driving intent that led me to tract such watery depths? Many things have betrayed me between there and here, and my memory is so fucking unclear. Who was I with? What time was it? And where did you go?

Lemon Tree (Fool's Garden) I'm sitting here in the boring room. It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon. I'm wasting my time. I got nothing to do. I'm hanging around. I'm waiting for you, but nothing ever happens. And I wonder. I'm driving around in my car. I'm driving too fast. I'm driving too far. I'd like to change my point of view. I feel so lonely. I'm waiting for you, but nothing ever happens. And I wonder. I wonder how, I wonder why yesterday you told me about the blue blue sky, and all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning turning turning turning turning around, and all that I can see is just another lemon tree. I'm sitting here. I miss the power. I'd like to go out taking a shower, but there's a heavy cloud inside my head. I feel so tired. Put myself into bed. Well, nothing ever happens, and I wonder. Isolation is not good for me. Isolation! I don't want to sit on the lemon tree. I'm stepping around in the desert of joy. Baby, anyhow I'll get another toy and everything will happen. And you wonder. I wonder how, I wonder why yesterday you told me about the blue blue sky, and all that I can see is just another lemon tree. I'm turning my head up and down. I'm turning turning turning turning turning around, and all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. And I wonder, wonder, I wonder how, I wonder why yesterday you told me about the blue blue sky, and all that I can see, and all that I can see, and all that I can see is just a yellow lemon tree.

Can't Come Quickly (Scissor Sisters) Sailing through the tunnels in the morning by yourself, there's a very special feeling. True sensation. All is well. If you stand and reach your arms out wide, close your eyes and try to fly, it's an underground illusion, tricking you from side to side. We knew all the answers and we shouted them like anthems, anxious and suspicious that God knew how much we cheated. It can't come quickly enough, and now you've spent your life waiting for this moment, and when you finally saw it come, it passed you by and left you so defeated. Skyscrapers rise between us, keeping me from finding you. If the concrete architecture disappeared there'd be so few of us left to navigate and defend ourselves from the tide. It's an underground illusion tricking you from side to side. There's no indication of what we were meant to be. Sucking up to strangers, throwing wishes to the sea. It can't come quickly enough, and now you've spent your life waiting for this moment, and when you finally saw it come it passed you by and left you so defeated. It can't come quickly enough.

Hey Hey You Say (Papas Fritas) Who needs a nurse? Who called the hearse? Who took the chance? Who wants to dance? Who'll lift the curse? Swim in a lake! Get up and shake! Turn up the noise! Turn off the boys! Give us a break! Man on the telephone won't ever let me. Man on the telephone say, "Hey hey you say." Spike up the nerve! Don't miss the serve! Cheat in the game! It's all the same! Fall off the earth! Gather the flock! It's not a shock! Sick of the sauce! We're at a loss! We wanna rock! Man on the telephone won't ever let me. Man on the telephone won't ever catch me. Man on the telephone won't ever hear me. Man on the telephone say, "Hey hey you say."

Yarn and Glue (Joanna Newsom) Do you know what this is, son? This is the panopticon, and all around us blink the brash and shifty eyes of common cash. So, do we die or do we travel? Down the path by which one dabbles in the arts of antediluvian crafts, we yarn and glue. So gather twilight to your breast and couch the rabble-rousers nest. We will take a day of rest, and we will all be heaven-blessed. We will gather round to dine and pass the time with wicked rhymes, and toast in dandelion wines to hear the mellifluous chimes. We toast the fallow furrows that we sow. We toast the moneys that we owe, owe, owe. We toast the creditors we daily face who topple down with gruesome grace. And we toast the aristocrats with blood of blue, because we know that our collars are their color, too. And we toast the artisans of antediluvian crafts with yarn and glue. We do, we do.

Elevator Love Song (Stars) Her: I'm so hard for a rich girl. My heels are high, my eyes cast low. And I don't know how to love. I get to tired after midday lately. I take it out on my good friends, but the worst stays in or where would I begin? My office glows all night long. It's a nuclear show and the stars are gone. Elevator, elevator, take me home. Him: I'm so hot for the rich girl, her heels are high and my hopes so low, 'cause I don't know how to love. I'll take her home after midnight and if she likes, I'll tell her lies of how we'll be in love by the morning. I don't think she'll know that I'm saying goodbye. Her: My office glows all night long it's a nuclear show and the stars are gone. Elevator, elevator, take me home. My office glows all night long it's a nuclear show and the stars are gone. Elevator, elevator, take me home. Don't go. Say you'll stay. Spend a lazy Sunday in my arms. I won't take anything away. Don't go. Say you'll stay. Spend a lazy Sunday in my arms, don't take anything away...

Bullet and a Target (Citizen Cope) Mr. Dali Lamas, another sister's shooting heroin tomorrow. Amputees in Freetown and Sierra Leone. Yes, the church wasn't honest. The state put the youth in a harness, creating hostility among us. Teacher said no college, still the kid's gotta get a check with a couple commas. People wanna bomb us. More people gotta scatter and run from us. You can blame it on Zeus and Apollo and Adonis, but what you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target, and it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away. But what you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target, and it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away. I've been knowing her for years. I've been seeing her for years. She got dark, dark wavy hair, with a voice like she just don't care. She got a skirt with a halter top. She's got a daddy never gave a fuck. She drink a beer with a proper shot. She got knocked up in a pickup truck, but she got engaged when she was nineteen to this dude who was acting insane. Has a .45 that he always cleaned. Said one day, one day, one too many days. Now she ducked and she ran away never to be heard from, never to be seen. I check the cover of a magazine. I'm just wondering how — just wondering how. But what you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target, and it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away.

Signal in the Sky (The Apples in Stereo) Would you like to play a game of hide and seek now? If you have x-ray eyes, please promise not to peek now. Well first we count to ten, and then we'll have some fun. Or will you fly away before we count to one? The signal in the sky! That's when you know that you have to fly! Signal in the sky! Let's go! You know you have a lot do. Let's go! And everything depends on you. Hey girls, hey girls, come out and play now! Or do you have to hurry off to save the day now? Well, can't you come over, watch a movie with your friends? Or will you fly away before we see the end? The signal in the sky! That's when you know that you have to fly! The signal in the sky! Let's go! You know you have a lot do. Let's go! And everything depends on you.

Sound of the Underground (Girls Aloud) Disco dancing with the lights down low. Beats are pumping on the stereo. Neighbors banging on the bathroom wall. Your saying, "Crank the bass, I gotta get some more!" Water's running in the wrong direction. Got a feeling its a mixed up sign. I can see it in my own reflection: something funny's going on inside my mind. Don't know what is pushing me higher. It's the static from the floor below, and then it drops and catches like a fire. It's a sound, it's a sound I know. It's the sound of the underground: the beat of the drum goes round and round into the overflow where the girls get down to the sound of the radio, out to the electric night where the bass line jumps in the backstreet lights. The beat goes round and round. It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground. A chain reaction running through my veins pumps the bass line up into my brains, screws my mind until I lose control, and when the building rocks I know it's got my soul. Water's running in the wrong direction. Got a feeling its a mixed up sign. I can see it in my own reflection: something funny's going on inside my mind. Don't know what is pushing me higher. It's the static from the floor below, and then it drops and catches like a fire. It's a sound, it's a sound I know. It's the sound of the underground: the beat of the drum goes round and round into the overflow where the girls get down to the sound of the radio, out to the electric night where the bass line jumps in the backstreet lights. The beat goes round and round. It's the sound of the under, sound of the underground. Etc. Etc.

Pretty Little Black Eyed Susie (Guy Mitchell) I love the sea, I love the navy, love my biscuits soaked in gravy, but pretty little black eyed Susie (but pretty little black eyed Susie), cross my heart, I love you best of all. I love the hills, I love the prairie, I love Jane, and I love Mary, but pretty little black eyed Susie (but pretty little black eyed Susie), cross my heart, I love you best of all. I'm as happy as a king. Got the world upon a string. Can't ask for more. I'm right at heaven's door. I used to do a lot of teasing. Changed my gals with every season, but pretty little black eyed Susie, but pretty little black eyed Susie, pretty little black eyed Susie, I love you. I love my pipe, I love tomaters, I love candied sweet pertaters, but pretty little black eyed Susie (but pretty little black eyed Susie), cross my heart, I love you best of all. Oh! I love the trees, I love the flowers, love to walk through April showers, but pretty little black eyed Susie (but pretty little black eyed Susie), cross my heart, I love you best of all. Used to say I'd never wed. Those were foolish words I said, cause now I see that you were meant for me. Oh! I used to be a guy who gambled. I had wandering shoes that rambled, but pretty little black eyed Susie, but pretty little black eyed Susie, cross my heart my rambling days are through. Pretty little black eyed Susie, I love you. My pretty little black eyed Susie, I love you.

Hey Man, Now You're Really Living (The Eels) Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor and cry your guts out 'til you got no more? Hey man, now you're really living! Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl who made you feel like it's not such a bad world? Hey man, now you're really living! Now you're really giving everything, and you're really getting all you gave. Now you're really living what this life is all about. Well I just saw the sun rise over the hill. It never used to give me much of a thrill, but hey man, now you're really living! Do you know what it's like to care too much about someone that you're never gonna get to touch? Hey man, now you're really living! Have you ever sat down in the fresh cut grass and thought about the moment and when it will pass? Hey man, now you're really living! Now you're really giving everything, and you're really getting all you gave. Now you're really living what this life is all about. Now, what would you say if I told you that everyone thinks you're a crazy old cat? Hey man, now you're really living! Do you know what it's like to fall on the floor and cry your guts out 'til you got no more? Hey man, now you're really living! Have you ever made love to a beautiful girl who made you feel like it's not such a bad world? Hey man, now you're really living!

Way You Walk (Papas Fritas) Him: I can tell by the way you walk, you wanna be alone with him, cause you're pacing at an open door, you're waiting and you can't come in. Her: Why do you make up all these stories? You've made up your mind, decided for me. Him: I can tell by the way you walk you wanna be alone with him. When you called me on the telephone, I knew that you were miles away, cause the words that you said to me weren't hiding what you couldn't say. Her:My plans sort of changed up for the weekend. A friend came to town — been years since I seen him. Him: I can tell by the way you talk you wanna be alone with him. He was in my dream. Her: What else could it mean? Him: When you laugh at me behind my back, I'll turn and you can run away. Will you tell him all the special things you told me you could never say? Her: I never said I'd be yours only. I didn't know until you told me. If I go, I won't be lonely. If I stay now. you don't own me. Him: I can tell by the way you smile, your love is changing on a whim. Both: Maybe I will, and maybe I won't. Maybe I do, and maybe I don't

Peach, Plum, Pear (Joanna Newsom) We speak in the store, I'm a sensitive bore, and you're markedly more, and I'm oozing surprise. But it's late in the day, and you're well on your way. What was golden went gray, and I'm suddenly shy. The gathering floozies afford to be choosy, and all sneezing darkly in the dimming divide. I have read the right books to interpret your looks. You were knocking me down with the palm of your eye. This is unlike the story it was written to be. I was riding its back when it used to ride me. We were galloping manic to the mouth of the source. We were swallowing panic in the face of its force. I was blue. And unwell. It made me bolt like a horse. Now it's done. Watch it go. You've changed some: water run from the snow. Am I so dear? Do I run rare? You've changed some: peach, plum, pear. Peach, plum, pear.

All My Little Words (The Magnetic Fields) You are a splendid butterfly. It is your wings that make you beautiful. And I could make you fly away, but I could never make you stay. You said you were in love with me. Both of us know that that's impossible. And I could make you rue the day, but I could never make you stay. Not for all the tea in China. Not if I could sing like a bird. Not for all North Carolina. Not for all my little words. Not if I could write for you the sweetest song you ever heard. It doesn't matter what I'll do. Not for all my little words. Now that you've made me want to die, you tell me that you're unboyfriendable. And I could make you pay and pay, but I could never make you stay.

My Prayer (The Platters) When the twilight is gone and no songbirds are singing, when the twilight is gone, you come into my heart, and here in my heart you will stay while I pray. My prayer is to linger with you at the end of the day in a dream that's divine. My prayer is a rapture in bloom with the world far away and your lips close to mine. Tonight, while our hearts are aglow, oh tell me the words that I'm longing to know. My prayer and the answer you give, may they still be the same for as long as we live: that you'll always be there at the end of my prayer.

Clementine (Pink Martini) If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine, if no creatures stir in the morning time, if the clouds go still in the sky, and the days roll in and pass us by, I will ride your elevator. We'll stay out 'til it is later. If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine, at least I'll have my Clementine. If tomorrow's moon doesn't show, if our dreams go lost in the winter snow, and the flowers wither and die and the waterfalls run low and dry, will you meet me in the garden? We'll say 'please' and 'beg your pardon'. If tomorrow's sun doesn't shine, at least I'll have my Clementine. There's a place that nobody knows. There's a packing up of summer clothes. In the lazy days of my mind, you've always been my Clementine, Clementine.

Just try not to think how long I took to type in all those lyrics...

On this day at foldedspace.org

2004 — Unstructured Playtime   The times I feel happiest now are the times when I have no agenda. Perhaps this is why I so enjoy playing with my friends' children. Kids don't have an agenda when they play; they make things up as they go along.

2003 — The Godfather   I watched the entire Godfather trilogy on my iBook recently, while laying in bed recovering from knee surgery. As I watched, I paused to take the occasional note.

2002 — Simon   On Wednesday, a mere two days after Satchel's death, Kris asked me to bring home Gordo, Custom Box's sole remaining shop cat.