Wgot 2007 CD
Last year's collection is now available to HOB fans whose mailing address is known to the author.
This year got off to a slow start after the wget script started misbehaving. Somehow one of my favorite bits of code was commented out:
oldIFS="$IFS"; IFS="
";
This causes the list of wgotten mp3 files to be parsed by line, rather than by space. Without it, my working directory was sprayed with dozens of annoying empty file fragments, each one having the name of a single word in an mp3 title.
That's fixed now, and auditing of 250 new tracks began last week. This produced so few picks that I began to doubt the adage that (only) 99% of what's on the internet is crap. The best of the worst:
Jim Noir: Don't You Worry
The Postal Service: Brand New Colony fair warning: contains 8-bit indy pop
There were also inordinately many drunk/drinking songs this time, many of which I tracked down to one generous post. Here's the only one I kept from the lot:
Tom Waits: The Piano Has Been Drinking
This year got off to a slow start after the wget script started misbehaving. Somehow one of my favorite bits of code was commented out:
oldIFS="$IFS"; IFS="
";
This causes the list of wgotten mp3 files to be parsed by line, rather than by space. Without it, my working directory was sprayed with dozens of annoying empty file fragments, each one having the name of a single word in an mp3 title.
That's fixed now, and auditing of 250 new tracks began last week. This produced so few picks that I began to doubt the adage that (only) 99% of what's on the internet is crap. The best of the worst:
Jim Noir: Don't You Worry
The Postal Service: Brand New Colony fair warning: contains 8-bit indy pop
There were also inordinately many drunk/drinking songs this time, many of which I tracked down to one generous post. Here's the only one I kept from the lot:
Tom Waits: The Piano Has Been Drinking
But the boozy, losery whole of the thing has to be appreciated in its entirety for full effect. The raucous licentiousness of "Pasties and a G-String" sandwiched between the heartbreaking regret of "Invitation to the Blues" and "Bad Liver and a Broken Heart"; the born loser's anthem, "I Can't Wait to Get Off Work". By the time I'm done listening I feel like I've lived a completely different life - it's hard to believe Waits was only 27 when he recorded it.
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