onomatopoeia - Disembjorked
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Disembjorked
During a Google search today for early 90's college radio bands and songs (I believe I had resorted to using examples like "Ultra Vivid Scene" and "Charlatans", trying to fine-tune my results a bit) I ran across the following remarkable corner of a guy's personal web page: My Life, 90 Minutes at a Time.

Makes me wish I'd kept all my old mix tapes, instead of giving them to girlfriends and crushes. On second thought, let me revise that statement to mix tapes after about 1991 — there were some before that I think I'm just as happy to be rid of, now that I think about it.

You'd think with the so-called mp3 revolution, and the ease of using CD burner software, that mix CDs would be encountering a huge revival, but I haven't really seen it. Perhaps I'm just that much out of tune with kids these days (a distinct possibility), or maybe it's actually become too easy: people assume their girlfriends have already downloaded just about every song they could ever care about, or bought one of thousands of compilation CDs at the record store, so the novelty of the mix-and-match approach to a mix tape has become utterly cliched.

Just a thought. Or perhaps this guy is right, that the CD just isn't quite long enough to give a personal mix enough punch, and lacks the two-side appeal that cassettes had. I don't know.

Either way, it's kind of a sad demise.

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On other musical topics, I'd noticed that my radio stats had sort of stagnated.

Where my vote ratings used to hover around 9.00, lately they've been closer to 8.90. Admittedly, this is partially due to regression toward the mean — the more votes a broadcast has, the closer the average tends to get to 6.00 (Since the votes count for 2, 4, 6, 8, and 10 points) because of the decreasing statistical significance of any single vote.

Regardless, I decided to look through the track stats to find a pattern.

Expecting simply to see a few songs which should probably be cut (Zia's "Cosmic Rain" had been needing it for a while, but I wanted to give it enough weeks in the playlist to make sure the dropped broadcasts weren't a fluke), and what I found kind of saddened me: out of 197 total songs at the time, Björk occupied places 181, 182, 183, 187, 189, and 193. IF one song were down that low, no big deal, but otherwise, the listeners had spoken, so I reluctantly took action.

No more Björk in the onomatopoeia broadcast. We'll see how that goes.

If you really, really want Björk back, email me, and I'll see what I can do.