Community Pressure

I’m a member of a cd club. It is the most unimaginable pressure you can imagine, Every month I get cds from some impossibly diverse musically-inclined person. I’ve come up with a concept for my cd (which isn’t due until April), and I hit upon a new song for it. It actually fills me with joy to know that I may be able to come up with something no one has since replicated.
These people are incredible – I started to panic around July, when a couple sent out their cd’s and at least 4 bands I had thought of including were included. But I think I’ve got the jump on them. They will never think of the songs I’ve decided to burn. Yes, now I can establish “street cred” with them, and it’s all due to my Party Shuffle. I’m going to end with the song I dedicated to my car – a song no one will (hopefully) include on their cds.
In fact, maybe I’ll scrap the concept idea completely in favor of a burning of my current Party Shuffle play list – it will save me a lot of time. Of course, as I type this “Afternoon Delight” by the Starland Vocal Band popped up, which may derail any chances of credibility…

Not the best idea...

I have always believed, completely subjectively and unsubstantiatedly, that Black Americans must have a psychological aversion to boats. Maybe it was my upbringing - my uncle owned a boat, and aside from being one of a few less-than European faces in the harbor, few in our family shared his passion for the sea.
So aside from the trauma water has already inflicted on these people, a part of me thinks that deep down inside, a voice is saying - "You remember how this worked out the last time..."