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Last.FM Numerical Milestones

Monday, July 23rd, 2012

A rather arbitrary list, as the music scrobbled on Last.FM does not altogether reflect the actual musical milestones in my life. After all, it would be rather impossible to measure the actual musical milestones of my life. First song I ever listened to? Probably some traditional Chinese tune while I was in my mother’s womb. My actual 10,000 song? Probably something crass, like Limp Bizkit’s “Nookie.”

Anyhow, the list:

Last.FM Milestones

1st track: (05 Jun 2010)
Avi BuffaloWhat’s In It For?
1000th track: (02 Oct 2010)
John ColtraneLike Someone in Love
2000th track: (23 Nov 2010)
Kanye WestRunaway (Explicit)
2500th track: (08 Dec 2010)
Trent Reznor and Atticus RossHand Covers Bruise
3000th track: (21 Jan 2011)
4000th track: (16 Mar 2011)
Pantha Du PrinceA Nomad’s Retreat
5000th track: (11 May 2011)
Magic ManPanama B3 11.10.10
6000th track: (28 Oct 2011)
De La SoulFanatic of the B Word
7000th track: (15 Jan 2012)
Michael McCannAfter the Crash
7500th track: (05 Feb 2012)
KMDTrial ‘N Error
8000th track: (19 Feb 2012)
Duke EllingtonLe Sucrier Velours
9000th track: (28 Mar 2012)
EurythmicsSweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)
10000th track: (26 Apr 2012)
Death GripsI’ve Seen Footage
11000th track: (24 May 2012)
Jay-Z & Kanye WestNi**as In Paris (Explicit)
12000th track: (18 Jul 2012)
Frank OceanPilot Jones
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Judging but what I’ve listened to most over the years, this list is not surprising. Probability is never surprising. A lot of the milestone tracks are songs I have on loop all the time.

I am rather surprised that my first scrobbled song was an Avi Buffalo track, given that I seem to have never listened to them again. I am also rather disappointed that my 5000th track was by Magic Man, given my mediocre experience with directing music videos.

So quite the arbitrary list, yeah. But aren’t all milestones somewhat arbitrary? Who decided that 25 year increments would be so special? Our five-fingered hands?

Art for the Sake of Image

Saturday, November 26th, 2011

Read this piece today in Pitchfork. The article doesn’t quite touch on any new ideas, or spin any old themes in a different angle. Nonetheless, it was well-written, and I appreciated it.

And it got me thinking. How much art and culture do we consume out of genuine personal enjoyment? And not for the sake of social-media-what-if-somebody-stalks-me image branding?

I’m no innocent. I plead guilty for consumption of the sake of cool. Indeed, I find myself not listening to songs sometimes because I don’t want them to show up on my profile. Even if I know that no one visits my profile, I have this base urge to maintain this carefully crafted palette of Taste that I present to others. I go through far more trouble than I should to get tracks scrobbled on my software, get slightly irked when the tracks I want to show on my feed don’t scrobble, and have cumulatively wasted much time listening to things I don’t quite want to listen to to get certain artist scrobbles up and cover others. (Though I swear swear swear that my love for Bjork, Titus Andronicus, and Neutral Milk Hotel is genuine — not a ploy.) I go through all of this because people judge by taste. And I begrudgingly admit that people’s judgments do matter to me. Not everybody, but people who I want to impress/people who I respect and want to be respected by. Oh yeah, ha. Who doesn’t like to push that “Fuck All Y’all I Do What I Want All Day” streak as part of their image — along with their Cool Taste? That is one of a few precious things besides weed that unites slinging gangbangers with preppy college students. You really don’t give a fuck? Come talk to me. I’ll look you in the eye and call bullshit. Perhaps it’s actually biologically possible to not give a fuck, but I think statistics and probability would be on my side.


People say what they’re not.


The more I learn about people, the more I chuckle. We should be homo hypocriticus and not homo sapiens. Yeah — I guess this sounds negative and cynical. But you know what? This is who we are. I make this declaration in my admitted youth and inexperience. But prove me wrong, elders. Our hypocrisy is truth, and in my opinion, the sooner society at large can embrace that fact and not just grumble about it, the better.