i'll admit.
when i first happened upon the rage that is last.fm, i was too excited to show off the width and breadth of my musical existence.
now, im like. yo.
niggas' playlists is all random. how you go from M.O.P. to the Muppets Go To Manhattan soundtrack to Isao Tomita in 3 tracks? i mean. it happens sometimes, but to go 500 songs deep with no continuity, no HINT of linearity isn't realistic.
or maybe i'm the of the ilk that is driven by moods. or maybe i'm not the eclectic ubersnob i thought i was. i dunno. i…