On Vacation

To keep you busy until we’re back and I can make a 2010 mix, here’s a random mix. I hit the shuffle button, and these were (almost) the first 20 songs that came up. I skipped one 25-minute nearly silent electronic piece that would have put you to sleep, and one band came up twice in a row, so I skipped the second of their songs, too. I promise you that I did not purposefully put in the Christmas song. Santa works in mysterious ways.

Merry Christmas, everybody!

10 responses to “On Vacation”

  1. lane says:

    4 pm



    seriously, i hate that i buy computers and have an ipod and i don’t learn to work them very well. i’m a second generation adapter to new technology. anyway, having successfully gotten the other two mixes, down to the zip and then opened to the file then dragged to the new playlist in itunes then transfered to the ipod, i can’t wait to do it again.

    rock on!

  2. farrell fawcett says:

    Hey Tim,
    I’ve only added this mix to itunes. No ipod involved yet. Probably won’t happen. I don’t consume music that way. But, I listened tonight. And am amazed at the breadth of your music interests. Good lord. Vietnamese folk songs? Shit. You totally win. And all of the songs are so interesting. They feel like they are part of a global popular music history lesson. And then Juana Molina, God, how did that album slip past me last year? That’s like the third song I’ve heard from that album, and again it’s so interesting and complex and satisfying. I need to just DL it. I think Rachel had a song on her mix last year. Quality. Anyway, thanks! And have a great vacation.

  3. lane says:

    “you win’? remember “this is a demonstration only, not a competition, please NO WAGERING!”

    . . . 15 YEARS!! WOW!!!!

    funny, yeah Tim has that serious erudite educated bearing that give him aesthetic confidence and allows him to see through bullshit hucksters like me and . . . JEFF KOONS!


  4. Tim says:

    Gee whiz, guys, my instinct is to say something self-deprecating like, “Well, I learned about these songs from cool people I’m lucky enough to know, or down-loaded them from cool blogs I read (but don’t comment on).”

    However, since Farrell has blown the lid off it, you’ll recognize that as yet another move in the high-stakes game of gather-in-and-redistribute-the-cultural-capital, and a disingenuous move at that.

    So instead, I’m gonna own that sucker:


  5. Tim says:

    But seriously folks, Lane, you’re not a bullshit huckster and I’ve never even thought that.

    And can’t you see that my denouncing Koons (and last year’s Animal Collective record) is easily exposed as my attempt to distinguish myself from the “cool” crowd and thereby gather for myself a special bit of distinction, an even more cool cool?

    Okay, here’s the thing for me about Bourdieu (and a few other pomos I could name but won’t at the moment): to a great degree I find what he says about taste to be valid and interesting. It can be seen as an endless game of one-upmanship.

    On the other hand, armed with this knowledge, is there anything we would do differently? If it could lead just one poseur hipster to put down that can of PBR or tulip-shaped glass of Belgian micro-brew, take off that trucker hat or fedora, and start living “honestly”, the world would may actually be a better place.

    Instead, what Bourdieu leads us (or at least me) to do is to think ourselves into knots about what makes us embrace or reject particular aesthetic objects or behaviors. One can no longer access “the aesthetic thing (or experience) itself” through the knowledge of all the layers of class-based distinction that hover in front of it. I’m not arguing that we can ever really just see or experience the thing itself and make an aesthetic judgment entirely free from class or cool, but I am suggesting that I generally favor thinking that enhances my aesthetic experiences by making me think them through and examine them rather than invalidate my reasons for making any kind of judgment at all. Bourdieu does make me examine my tastes, but also makes me grow weary. Once all aesthetic judgment has been exposed as mercenary and class-based, where do we go?

    Perhaps Bourdieu himself has simply attempted to “win” the endless, boundless academic philosophical “game” of “name-the-terms-on-which-everything-we-do-is-based”. He has made the ultimate “move” in the game by naming (some might say inventing) an even larger game that encompasses all games, pointing out that there is no “outside” to it. It seems to me to lead to an endless match of “I know you are but what am I?” or “You’re soaking in it.” I get exhausted when I can’t just claim my love for a particular song, painting, movie, book, pants, wine, or bacon infused water without pausing to wonder if I’m just saying that to gain approval of the right people.

    That said, I’m on the lookout for that Carl Wilson book whenever I’m in a bookstore doing my holiday shopping.

  6. Rachel says:

    Tim, I love you.

  7. Tim says:


  8. lane says:

    well, yeah bourdieu, my friends the anthropologists have kind of filled me in on that. i remember something about “the authentic sign” and that sounds good. i’m hip.

    but your nervousness about “what you like” is so interesting. “pleasure is an important form of knowledge” – roberta smith.

    don’t fret whether it’s cool by the cool kids cool or feels cool to you. in the end you’ll either like the things the cool kids like and you’ll be a cool kid, which you already are. or the cool kids are wrong, which is also true.

    so anyway, that’s my two-bit take on aesthetic response for the night.


  9. Josh K-sky says:

    If it could lead just one poseur hipster to put down that can of PBR or tulip-shaped glass of Belgian micro-brew

    Perhaps the informed move isn’t to put down the trendy thing but to pick up the non-trendy. That can lead to “Celine Dion is the new PBR” but it can also open the door to pleasure a little wider.

    Also to destroy the class system.

  10. lane says:

    celine dion as the new pbr! i like this. it exposes middle age hipsters for what we are . . .

    the problem with this is pbr is kind of good, or good enough and it does the job. can we really say this about celine? and would we pay 300 smakers to see her at Ceasars, and sit there in out banquettes drinking . . . pbr of course!

    so the bill is like $308. that might be worth it . . .