Thursday, August 15, 2013

New Playlist!

So I was screwing around a bit tonight and ended up adding a playlist to this blog, since Tara and I have been joking about it for a while. All the songs are related to the task at hand, namely cleaning up this hoarded property; they in fact do tend to get stuck in my head as we are tending to said task. Now one may, if one is very astute, be able to figure out who my favorite band is at present, though to be fair they do often seem to have quite uncannily appropriate lyrics.

Anyway it's set so that you have to turn it on, since auto-play playlists are the Devil's work; for right now it's a bar at the bottom of the page. I was hoping to find one that would just go on the sidebar, but this one was the most straightforward. I will probably futz with it some more and hopefully find one that goes where I want that I can figure out.

Suggestions are welcome, though if the song's past about 1998 or so I probably won't have heard of it. Just so's you know.

7 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Hahahahahaha, every one is a classic! I would have suggested "16 tons" by Tennessee Ernie Ford but on my previous mention of that song, you told me you despised country music so I won't promote it again, LOL!

Jober said...

Bless you for including "Uncle Walter."

Since you've dropped hints at being a fellow Western Masshole, did you catch BFF at Tanglewood a couple weeks ago? Great show.

Thalia said...

Nah, we're only Massholes when we drive. :) I didn't see them, no, being in the eastern part of the state; I hadn't even realized they'd gotten back together until I looked it up last night. I did see them in the 90s and I was at the show where they recorded Satan Is My Master. I got Ben Folds's autograph in there somewhere too, after I told him he was CRAZY.

My father's name was Walter, and though he didn't smoke or drink, he was still the guy who would just talk and talk and talk at you, so that song always reminded me of him.

Bandit said...

Been lurking for a while, read the whole blog from the start. Just wanted to de-lurk for a second to say I absolutely love it. My mother had hoarding tendencies, though it never got completely out of hand. I see some of the same in myself. What I really relate to is your anger. I've only just finished going through all the stuff that was shipped to me after she died, and the waste - of time, of my adolescence, of our relationship, of all the bonds we could have been making that she replaced with absolute crap, never mind the waste of money and the crap itself - made me furious. Luckily I was angry enough at the time to get away and stay away, and we reconciled to an extent before she died, but it doesn't negate the anger, and you need it. If you're lucky it'll pass eventually, but enjoy it while it's there.

Rosa said...

Thank you, this is awesome!

Except i just accidentally turned it off by clicking comment. Oops.

Anonymous said...

Try looking up the Sanford and Son theme song on youtube. Sanford and Son was a TV show that was on when I was a kid. I believe that the actual name of the song may be Streetbeat. I LOVE your website as I live with a hoarder and I have finally taken it upon myself to tackle some of the "issue" but have only put a small dent in it. Your site reminds me to keep my humor (even if I have to keep it to myself) and also reminds I am not in this battle alone. Keep up the great work

Thalia said...

Added Number One by the Rutles, since Tara especially gets it in her head, as the heavy stuff is #1 iron.