You know why he called it Napster? Because I was NAPPING when he STOLE it from me
When I was living in Montreal my apartment got broken into while I was visiting Shawn in Denver for a few weeks. Thankfully nothing major (ie my computer) was stolen, but they did get away with my entire CD collection, an old canon 35mm camera and a bag from my former design school. For some reason the whole situation still bothers me on occasion. Granted I don't think about it everyday, but every once in awhile I am reminded of it and it makes me sad.Like today, a song by Thrush Hermit came on my play list and I started thinking how I'd like to listen to that CD again instead of the crappy quality MP3 probably downloaded back in the day from Napster. Which then got me thinking about all the CDs I had that I will never have again. First editions (or pressing? What in the hell do you call the first release of a CD??), CDs that I bought at shows when I was a kid, local bands, albums put out on small indie labels in Canada, some rather hard to find stuff. Lots of memories attached to those CDs. I honestly can't even remember all the CDs that I had.
In the past I thought about trying to rebuild my CD collection, but never got around to doing so. And now, all these years later, and in another country, it would be almost impossible to find a lot of the stuff that I had. Bands that have been forgotten by most I'm sure. Or if I was able to find it, it would probably be twice the price of what I originally paid for it.
Maybe I should give it a try anyway. I mean, it's not like I have anything to lose, and it would be nice to hear some of that old stuff again.
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