My obsession with Word Press has turned this site into an insane hodge podge of Bad User Interface Design. Just so you know, I’m working on it 🙂
Pandora is doling out the Killers and the Strokes left and right. I’ve been investing serious time into my station – retrodiva’s lil’ twee heart. Yes, I know. Very Dumb Name. But it will be a fabulous station – someday….
For those of you that aren’t familiar with Pandora – egads! You can create your own radio station using “seeds” – songs or artists you like. Pandora fantastically and magically plays music that it thinks you might like. I have found soooo many new bands, groups, songs, etc. Very Cool.
And can I just say – kids these days – they have it so easy. They can access music with a bit of Google and a few clicks. I remember living in Seattle in 1989, pouring over Goldmine, looking for imports that I just HAD TO HAVE. Three am phone calls from the UK – “we’ve got that 7″ limited edition blah blah for 5 pounds”. Quickly trying to do the math – how many dollars to the pound? – while half-asleep. Sigh.
Finding new music was an endeavor way back when. I cheated and simply stalked The Record Store Clerk With Fabulous Taste. High Fidelity? Yes, I organized my records for fun. Sorted chronologically. Sorted by label. Sorted by genre. Sorted alphabetically when I was feeling lazy.
Now I’m becoming nostalgic for card catalogs – ledger cards – the rolodex…Maybe that’s the secret behind that steampunk thing…
(Two hours later….)
And this is where this post ends…as I have been sucked into the Internet. While writing the dribble above, hoping to bump into some sort of Answer to Life, I thought – “I should find a good link to something steampunk for those who don’t know what I’m talking about…”.
Silly Tracy. I found this amazing Victorian RV. I mean, wow. Here’s a summary post and here is a complete post with details and more details. Did I say wow? Which led to Tracy, Google, and even more renovated buses turned homes – setting loose that free bird dream more than a few of us have fluttering inside…
And I still didn’t explain Steampunk… sigh.