Rebecca's Fit of Uncontainable Winterval Jollity
Now then.
Because I love you all - except you, you tosser, you can be rendered into soap for all I care - and because, apparently, 'tis the season to be a) jolly, b) drunk, and c) acquiring material posessions by the fat sackful, and more importantly because I'm a raging cheapskate and I'm not spending actual money on you, here is a list of albums which I CERTAINLY DO NOT have as MP3s on my computer at the moment, and which, upon you telling me which ones you'd like the filesharing fairy to bring you, I will certainly not compress and upload somewhere accomodating. Clear?
Okay.
I can also - BUT CERTAINLY WOULDN'T, MISTER RIAA SIR, GOOD GRIEF NO - burn you an audio CD if you'd rather, and if you're likely to see me out and about (Brief description: decimated trousers, excellent choice of footwear if you're an extravagant drag queen, possibly sobbing into pint).
Go ahead & specify .zip or .rar if you like - .zip is the default if you're not fussed. Some are oddly compressed - some Mountain Goats, if I remember, and a few others - but perfectly listenable unless you're HI-FI SERIOUS or Dan Owens :D
I also have Bills Hicks' Relentless, Rant In E-Minor and Philosophy albums in three single MP3s and, again, verging-on-shoddy-but-listenable-bitrates, if anyone's interested.
The RIAA, god love 'em, dictates that all music downloaded should be removed after previewing for twenty-four hours, which is ABSOLUTELY what everyone present is going to do, right? Right. Keep arms inside carriage at all times, take your vitamins, do not eat the yellow snow, and do not taunt happy fun reviewer.
See also:
How Not To Get Sued By The RIAA For File-Sharing
(And Other Ideas to Avoid Being Treated Like a Criminal)
Enjoy x