{"id":255,"date":"2005-05-11T10:31:44","date_gmt":"2005-05-11T14:31:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/dbnews\/2005\/05\/11\/your-music-or-your-life\/"},"modified":"2005-05-11T10:31:44","modified_gmt":"2005-05-11T14:31:44","slug":"your-music-or-your-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2005\/05\/11\/your-music-or-your-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Music or Your Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a5066'><\/a><\/p>\n<table width=\"537\" border=\"0\">\n<tr>\n<td>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/dowbrigade\/nakipod.jpg\" width=\"180\" height=\"122\" align=\"left\">As far as we can tell, Amazon.com started this business of &quot;People<br \/>\n        who bought this book\/CD\/movie also bought&quot; and &quot;If you like these, you&#8217;ll<br \/>\n        also like this&quot;. Nowadays this technology, with varying degrees of sophistication,<br \/>\n        invites us to try everything from wines to life partners.<\/p>\n<p>One new company we have been looking at, <a href=\"http:\/\/music.predixis.com\/\">Predixis<\/a>,<br \/>\n        claims to understand the &quot;deep characteristics&quot; of your favorite<br \/>\n        music; using pattern recognition to analyze timbre, timing, harmonics<br \/>\n        and<br \/>\n        other acoustical attributes. Supposedly, after you downloade and install<br \/>\n        it on your computer, it analyzes your entire music collection and tells<br \/>\n        you what you are missing, and what you would like. Hmmmm. Tempting, but<br \/>\n        we always go through an agonizing crucible of cost\/benefit and risk analysis<br \/>\n        before installing unknown shit on Old Betsy, as we have begun referring<br \/>\n        to our aging hemispheric iMac.<\/p>\n<p>One of the problems is that we have all sorts of music on our hardrive<br \/>\n        that we HATE, but for one reason or another refuse to delete: sappy Christmas<br \/>\n        carols, croony Latin pretty boys in the Englebert Humperdink mold with<br \/>\n        nicknames like &quot;El Puma&quot; and &quot;El Maximo&quot; who Norma<br \/>\n        Yvonne listens to, post-Apocolyptic acid industrial house mix from number<br \/>\n        two son, etc.<br \/>\n        We can&#8217;t  imagine the effect this would have on the recommendations,<br \/>\n        and finding and segregating all the offending tunes would too closely<br \/>\n        resemble work to seriously contemplate.<\/p>\n<p>What we would really like is something simple and straightforward, down<br \/>\n        and dirty. Enter your list of the 10 absolutely greatest songs ever recorded,<br \/>\n        and find out A) did anyone else pick EXACTLY the same ten songs, and<br \/>\n        if so who are they and what are they doing with their lives, and B) of<br \/>\n        all the people who agreed with us on NINE out of TEN, what was the differing<br \/>\n        tenth?<\/p>\n<p>This would be both a way of finding people with eerily similar tastes<br \/>\n        in music (and other thing?) and of finding new stuff you would probably<br \/>\n        like.<\/p>\n<p>Just for the record, the TEN ABSOLUTELY GREATEST SONGS ever recorded<br \/>\n        are (in no particular order):<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Hotel California &#8211; but not the Eagles version, the Spanish language<br \/>\n            version by the Gypsy Kings from the movie the Big Lebowski &#8211; spectacular<br \/>\n            guitar<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>Bach&#8217;s Toccata and Fugue in D, performed by King Crimson and the<br \/>\n          California Guitar Trio; who knew Bach&#8217;s organ classic was really intended<br \/>\n          to be<br \/>\n            played by a guitar trio? Mind blowing&#8230;<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>Jimi Hendrix &#8211; All Along the Watchtower; the best of many possible<br \/>\n          choices<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>El Preso, a 30-year-old salsa song that remains the best, hottest<br \/>\n          Salsa song ever recorded, by Fruko, a Colombian triple murderer who<br \/>\n          sang his<br \/>\n            way out of prison.<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>For What It&#8217;s Worth, Buffalo Springfield; a perfect pop song, when<br \/>\n          we first heard it on the radio in 1967 (for what its worth, the Dowbrigade<br \/>\n            was 13 at the time), the DJ played it three times in a row, he couldn&#8217;t<br \/>\n            believe it either.<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>Layla, Derek and the Dominos; Duane Alman and Eric Clapton sliding<br \/>\n          celestial<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>Corazon Espinado, Santana; the hottest single guitar track of all\n<\/li>\n<li>Brown-eyed Girl, Van Morrison; narrowly beating out Sweet Thing and<br \/>\n            Let the Healing Begin<\/p>\n<\/li>\n<li>Sweet Jane, Lou Reed; either version, greatest rock song ever written\n<\/li>\n<li>I Can See For Miles, the Who; the one-note guitar solo really does<br \/>\n          it for me<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>Close runners up include Atom Heart Mother, Chan Chan, Uncle John&#8217;s<br \/>\n        Band, Always With me, Always with you, Water Song, Glycerine, Like a<br \/>\n        Hurricane, Girlfren, so many more.<\/p>\n<p>Yes, this clearly brands us as an old fart, burn-out hippie. In addition, it has not escaped our attention that the list includes nary a female except<br \/>\n        in the song titles. Misogyny? Actually, the Dowbrigade has a whole section<br \/>\n        of female vocalists in his vaults but usually only listens to them when<br \/>\n        he feels sad, or it is raining.&nbsp; Go figure.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As far as we can tell, Amazon.com started this business of &quot;People who bought this book\/CD\/movie also bought&quot; and &quot;If you like these, you&#8217;ll also like this&quot;. Nowadays this technology, with varying degrees of sophistication, invites us to try everything &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/2005\/05\/11\/your-music-or-your-life\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[580],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-255","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-friends-and-family"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/255","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=255"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/255\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=255"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=255"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/dowbrigade\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=255"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}