I'm going to "transfer" a bunch of my mixes from Art of the Mix. Since there's not a ton of people using the site during this "dead time", I figured it would be a good time to do it. These next few submissions are all from a time when I was just sort of listless, etc. I don't blame anyone who finds it all a little too much of a cloud-gazing affair.


This mixtape is from last decade when I was really well hung up on a fair lass from parts well distanced from my city of home.

I listened to this mix the other day and decided to post it here for sake of posterity. It still feels like she was the one that got away, however that could be my mind playing a game of revisionist history thus amping the degree of self torture played upon myself in the darkening afternoon while staring at the flowers blowing in the wind outside the thick glass of the coffeehouse window as the people walk by in their summer clothes, past the marble fronted bank with the FOR RENT sign in its window, as the grey-eyed girl with the pale skin keeps looking my way, as the tags on my car remain expired, and a bird looks at me through the well cleaned glass expecting me to feed it something for nothing. Oh yes, my kite-soul was riding aloft at that moment. Nowhere to go but down.

Anyway, here's my namby-pamby-ass mix from years gone by.