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Therefore, it shall run on Monday. Until then, please enjoy this flashback post from July of 2007, and to a lesser extent, your weekend. &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-dark-knight-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; poster giveaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will run until Tuesday night, so get keep those entries coming. You can submit your taglines in this comments section, as we received a brain-melting 215 comments in the previous one (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; record&lt;/span&gt;); in just two short days, no less. If you need me, I'll be in line to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;. Cheers, friends.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Can See Your...Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;Originally Posted July 20, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Running Of The Bulls. Sure, it's inhumane, humiliating and completely out-of-touch with modern reality, but it's all worth it for the inevitable goring that takes place each and every year. In some circumstances (like the one pictured above), the bull gets lucky and snags &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; people at the same time. On rare occasions, he'll even manage to hook up an American guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in the rarest occasion of all (as pictured below), he'll gore two American guys at the same time, &lt;em&gt;straight up the butthole&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes, even tearing their pants off in the process. Hoo-boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I Can See Your Butthole." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/BullGore.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, my friends, is the greatest thing that can ever happen in the life of a bull. No matter what, the bull knows that he's about to suffer an exceedingly cruel fate at the hands of a fruity dance-school dropout; the best thing he can do is destroy a few anuses on his way out. In a delightfully ironic twist of fate, the men attempting to appear macho and manly end up crying in a back alley, bleeding profusely from the asshole. It's one of the main reasons I still believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to you, Guy Who Runs With The Bulls! You wanted to prove something to yourself and any potential mates that might have been watching, but all you really proved was that you fail at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fail." src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/BabyFail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before, and I'll say it again; never stop messing with bulls, guys. &lt;em&gt;Ever&lt;/em&gt;. Be a man; let your prolapsed rectum spill free into the streets of Pamplona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, and sound off in the comments section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY: CDP Headquarters - The Photo Tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; Poster Giveaway Winners Are Revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/338658336" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/338658336/because-theres-nothing-manlier-than.html" title="Because There's Nothing Manlier Than Anal Bleeding." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=7319667582806711495&amp;isPopup=true" title="76 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/7319667582806711495/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/7319667582806711495" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/7319667582806711495" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-theres-nothing-manlier-than.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-670966373608545691</id><published>2008-07-16T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:48:30.870-05:00</updated><title type="text">The CDP Dark Knight Giveaway!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=The_Dark_Knight_Poster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/The_Dark_Knight_Poster.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, Christopher Nolan's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; will finally premiere to a worldwide audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all year for this (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and a good chunk of last year as well&lt;/span&gt;), and my IMAX tickets are secured as we speak. Nolan is my favorite current director, and arguably one of the greatest living directors on the planet. This film has all the makings to be the greatest superhero film of all-time, shatter records posted by the abysmal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/span&gt; franchise, and even snag Heath Ledger a posthumous Oscar nod. Not too bad for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; franchise that was all but dead in the water about a decade ago. I cannot recall the last time I've been so hyped for a film, and the universal acclaim for this picture has all but increased my desire for Friday to arrive. It almost feels like Christmas to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP Network&lt;/span&gt; alumni (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and Warner Brothers employee&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;a href="http://rissadee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reese&lt;/a&gt;, I've been hooked up with an armload of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; theatrical posters to give away to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; readers (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so remember to shoot her a thank you if you're one of the chosen winners&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The posters are theatrical-size; 27 by 40 inches with the reverse image printed on the back. They are in perfect condition and will be shipped out as delicately as if I were shipping a fetus cross-country. How you wind up receiving one of these beauties is another story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dark_knight_ver4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/dark_knight_ver4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest to win a poster of your choosing (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any of the four options displayed in this post&lt;/span&gt;) is really quite simple. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All you have to do is come up with a new Tagline for the CDP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For four-and-a-half years now, the official slogan of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as displayed in the copyright area in the sidebar&lt;/span&gt;) has been 'Jumping The Shark Since 2004.' I feel as if this slogan has run its course, and the time for something new is now. I'm asking the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; faithful to come up with a new piece of history, and for it you will be handsomely rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be creative, be funny, be in tune with the spirit of the page. Anything goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dark-knight-whysoserious-poster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/dark-knight-whysoserious-poster.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may submit as many new taglines as you want, either via the Comments section or through my e-mail address at communistdance@yahoo.com. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The contest begins today and will run through to Tuesday, July 22&lt;/span&gt;. The winners will be announced on Wednesday the 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; Prize will receive two (2) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; theatrical posters, and places &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fifth&lt;/span&gt; will each receive one (1). Shipping is on me. Simple as that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt; people will win!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dark-knight-poster-bat-motorbike.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/dark-knight-poster-bat-motorbike.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get to it. Create the next new tagline for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Communist Dance Party&lt;/span&gt;, and score yourself some awesome &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; swag in the process. You really can't go wrong. Sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/336712403" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/336712403/cdp-dark-knight-giveaway.html" title="The CDP Dark Knight Giveaway!" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=670966373608545691&amp;isPopup=true" title="216 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/670966373608545691/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/670966373608545691" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/670966373608545691" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-dark-knight-giveaway.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-4111771004914883146</id><published>2008-07-15T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:33:56.276-05:00</updated><title type="text">CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 4).</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CDPMixTrade32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CDPMixTrade32.jpg" alt="Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after two weeks of sifting, listening, drinking, typing and deciphering handwritten track listings, I've managed to make it through all of the Mix-Tapes that were so generously sent to me for the &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cdp-worldwide-mix-tape-trade-3-drawing.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CDP Worldwide Mix-Tape Exchange #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you very much; I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a brief moment to spotlight the mixes that were sent to me, as a small way of saying thank you. Therefore, for the last week, I've been doing just that. If you want to start from the beginning, you can check out &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right here. Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix#16 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back To The 80’s&lt;/span&gt;” - by The CDP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Some of my favorite 80's songs covered by modern punk, ska, electronic and emo bands. Nothing life-changing here; just a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Polysics complete dissection of The Knack's 'My Sharona,' Saves The Day tackling the Descendents 'Cheer,' Reel Big Fish tearing through 'Take On Me,' and the Dance Hall Crashers live version of Tom Petty's 'American Girl.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: My mix has not been delivered to its recipient yet. She was supposed to show up at Headquarters about a month ago, but schedules have been conflicting. I'll see her on Friday, however, when we're camping out in line for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; premiere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: I included a bonus EP featuring non-80's covers of songs like 'My Generation,' 'Hey Jealousy' and 'I Will Survive.' If I were ranking it against the 18 other mixes I've had the pleasure to review, I'd place it about #9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #17 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Missus Cover Mix&lt;/span&gt;” - by The Missus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Some of the Missus' favorite bands covering a slew of tracks that I have, for the most part, never heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Zoinks! handling the theme song to 'Greatest American Hero,' Carter Peace Mission covering the Dead Milkmen's 'The Thing That Only Eats Hippies,' and Japanese group Water Closet performing one of my favorite covers of all-time in the ALL classic, 'Can't Say.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Zoinks! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stranger Anxiety&lt;/span&gt; album is quite possibly one of the greatest pop-punk albums ever recorded. It's worth a listen on iTunes if you're a fan of mid 90's catchy goodness with halfway-decent lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: I didn't listen to a second of the Missus' mix for this review. That's what happens when you've been a couple for almost nine years. We've got it down to 98% non-verbal communication at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #18 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pin-Ups&lt;/span&gt;” - by Kate Carillo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: I remember Kate's last mix having a great theme and an overall sweeping mood of emotion, and this one is no different. From one track to the next, she managed to take a bunch of seemingly random cover songs and organize them into a journey of sorts, and I think she did a bang-up job of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Ben Folds and Rufus Wainwright absolutely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tearing up&lt;/span&gt; a live version of Wham's 'Careless Whisper,' Johnny Cash taking on 'The Mercy Seat,' freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rockapella&lt;/span&gt; (remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where In The World Is Carmen Sandiego?&lt;/span&gt;) doing a cover of 'Sixteen Tons,' and Biffy Clyro doing a disjointed and manic send-up of Weezer's 'Buddy Holly.' Any songs that I didn't mention were equal parts trippy, sexy and more-or-less awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Kate typically has the funniest liner notes of anyone that sends me Mix-Tapes. She should write more funny stuff online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Dave Grohl's cover of 'Tiny Dancer' showed up on no less than three different mixes, making it one of the most popular covers of the entire Mix-Tape Trade. No arguments here, as I hadn't heard it before this point, and it's changed my life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #19 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cover Me This, Cover Me That&lt;/span&gt;” - by Smedley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: There's absolutely nothing skinny about this mix. Smedley sent me a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 6-disk&lt;/span&gt; monolith of sound that's heavy in the 60's and 70's, but pretty much encapsulates an entire historic section of classic bands covering classic songs by other classic bands. I feel like I should have spent $99 ordering this collection from Time/Life at three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: I'll be completely honest with you. I received this collection two days ago, and there was absolutely no way I was going to get through it in time to write a decent review. All I can do is hope that Smedley shows up on here and explains it for himself, because I don't think I'll be doing it justice. It's going to take me two weeks to sift through all this music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Some people send me a handwritten track listing with descriptive notes. Smedley sent me a six-tab Excel spreadsheet. He seriously gave me about 140 songs that I didn't have for absolutely free, and I'm still a little stunned about the whole thing. I almost feel like I owe the man money. He truly went above and beyond, and his ego-free knowledge of music history rivals mine times about a hundred, and I even went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; for music history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading; sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW: HOW YOU CAN WIN AN OFFICIAL THEATRICAL POSTER FROM &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE DARK KNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/335739234" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/335739234/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-4.html" title="CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 4)." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=4111771004914883146&amp;isPopup=true" title="37 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4111771004914883146/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/4111771004914883146" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/4111771004914883146" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-4.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-8076910463727362778</id><published>2008-07-14T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:20:35.043-05:00</updated><title type="text">CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 3).</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CDPMixTrade32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CDPMixTrade32.jpg" alt="Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after two weeks of sifting, listening, drinking, typing and deciphering handwritten track listings, I've managed to make it through all of the Mix-Tapes that were so generously sent to me for the &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cdp-worldwide-mix-tape-trade-3-drawing.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CDP Worldwide Mix-Tape Exchange #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you very much; I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a brief moment to spotlight the mixes that were sent to me, as a small way of saying thank you. Therefore, for the next couple days, I'll be doing just that. If you want to start from the beginning, you can check out &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; right here. Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #11 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cover Me In Covers&lt;/span&gt;” - by Fiona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Top-to-bottom awesome. From modern punk, to glam, to metal, to acoustic, to showtunes, to bands that don't even really exist, Fiona's mix never ceased to surprise while constantly bringing the goods. Great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: A beautiful cover of Yo La Tengo's 'My Little Corner Of The World' that respectfully sounds like it was recorded about 80 years ago, Joey Ramone belting out 'What A Wonderful World;' a track that I like to play whenever I feel like killing myself, a token (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and extremely sexy&lt;/span&gt;) take on The Cure's 'Just Like Heaven,' Scissor Sisters tearing up Pink Floyd's 'Comfortably Numb,' and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spinal Tap&lt;/span&gt;-goes Folk trio known as The Folksmen pulling out the banjo for 'Start Me Up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Mighty Wind&lt;/span&gt;, before I began shooting my 2004 mockmentary titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;72 Hours&lt;/span&gt;, I showed the film to my cast for inspiration. It didn't help, and the project was permanently shelved weeks later. I'll sell the rights for a flat fee of $60,000. E-mail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Much like Heather's mix (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see below&lt;/span&gt;), the layout and packaging was top-notch. She sent me a handwritten postcard from her San Francisco homestead, a photograph and a nicely laid-out jewel case. And for the record, I never tire of receiving photos of cute &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; fans. &lt;a href="http://sporknation.blogspot.com/"&gt;JT&lt;/a&gt;, I'm looking in your general direction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #12 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Covers&lt;/span&gt;” - by Heather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Another eclectic mix, another batch of complete winners from Heather. Every time I do a Mix-Tape Trade, I'm always amazed at how similar my musical tastes are to others, and yet, I'm always completely blown away by the new things that they introduce to. I love doing this for that reason alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: The classic 10,000 Maniacs cover of 'Because The Night' by Patti Smith, an absolutely out-of-nowhere cover of 'Chick Habit' by April March that pogo'd my socks off (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I secretly love that kind of music; Pizzicato Five is pretty much the soundtrack to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; Headquarters&lt;/span&gt;), the Save Ferris ska cover of 'Come On Eileen' that I considered the Greatest Cover Song I'd Ever Heard from 1997 to 2001, the make out-tastic Nada Surf take on OMD's 'If You Leave,' and the Dashboard Confessional sing-along goodness of 'Screaming Infidelities' by Joanna Pacitti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Man, that Bangles cover of 'Hazy Shade Of Winter' really is badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Without question, Heather sent me the most beautifully laid-out Mix Tape for the second time in a row. Complete with a lovely, handwritten postcard, an incredible track listing booklet and even a photograph or two, I was stunned and moist-panted when I opened up the package. She actually has inspired me to be more proactive about mailing things back to fans that are so creative in their packages. I need to go stock up on postcards and glitter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #13 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Under The Covers&lt;/span&gt;” - by Emily Mills.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Funny, sexy, nerdy, deep, intellectual and talented. These qualities not only describe a certain Miss Emily Mills, but they also perfectly describe her humbling Mix-Tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: A rousing opener by the Ditty Bops, Tori Amos taking on 'Smells Like Teen Spirit,' and for the first time, allowing me to enjoy the song, Jose Gonzales' haunting The Knife cover of 'Heartbeats,' Minor Threat tearing through 'Steppin' Stone,' and Emily's old middle school band punking up the Sherry Lewis sing-along, 'The Song That Never Ends.' Her middle school band sounded better than my high school band, which upsets me to the point of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Women are super-complicated and I will never fully understand them for as long as I walk this Earth. Emily's mix reminded me of that indisputable fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: I'm a big fan of Emily's handwriting. A lot of people seem to admire my descriptive-yet-robotic style, but Ms. Mills might have me beat in this category. Kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #14 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Hour Under The Covers&lt;/span&gt;” - by Cargirl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: I always look forward to Cargirl's mix-tapes. She always does a good job of turning me onto what 'the kids' are listening to, as well as mining the influences that inspired the bands in the first place. This one is no different, with superstars and unknowns rubbing elbows while covering timeless tracks. Damn, this Mix Trade was a good idea, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt;'y Sonic Youth cover of the Carpenters 'Superstar,' Quietdrive's take on 'Time After Time' that I actually put on my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; mix, Jonathan Coulton's 'Baby Got Back' cover that reminds me that Mr. Coulton is a genius (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Shop Vac' is my favorite&lt;/span&gt;), and a string quartet cover of Arcade Fire's 'Rebellion' that would have put me in tears were I not such an emotionally sound person. Screw it; it made me all misty. Oh, and T.V. Carpio's cover of 'I Want To Hold Your Hand' that once again makes the argument that the Beatles tune could very well be the greatest pop song of all-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: I didn't realize that Cargirl was such a big Ataris fan. Not only did I used to be in a cover band that could play about a dozen of their songs (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'San Dimas' was my favorite to destroy on the drum kit&lt;/span&gt;), but I remember seeing them at a concert in Green Bay that was attended by no more than twenty people. It was a darn good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: The track listing for Cargirl's mix was written longhand on stationary from the Washington D.C. Hilton, where she happened to be staying at the time. I found that intriguing for whatever reason. I like the way pens feel on hotel stationary; I sometimes jot things down for no reason when I stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #15 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cover Song Mix-Tape&lt;/span&gt;” - by E-Rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Singer/songwriters taking on timeless standards and solid pop hits; this mix brings all killer and no filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Ram Jam's cover of 'Black Betty' that I've always enjoyed more than I've led people to believe, Cake's amazing version of 'I Will Survive' (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of my personal favorite covers&lt;/span&gt;), Damien Rice's haunting acoustic cover of Radiohead's 'Creep,' Ray LaMontagne's take on Gnarls Barkley's 'Crazy,' and the Lemonheads bringing the house down with 'Mrs. Robinson.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: The Rufus Wainwright cover of 'Hallelujah' is on par with Jeff Buckley's, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Blank jewel case, straight to-the-point track list, great musical tastes, no screwing around. I like the way that E-Rich does business; he has nothing to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading; sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW: &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party comes to a close, as I review my own mix, along with mixes by the Missus, Kate and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;six-disc&lt;/span&gt; behemoth by Smedley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATER: &lt;/span&gt;The very first photo tour of the All-New &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; World Headquarters!&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/334737072" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/334737072/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-3.html" title="CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 3)." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=8076910463727362778&amp;isPopup=true" title="28 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/8076910463727362778/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/8076910463727362778" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/8076910463727362778" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-6088112284701127967</id><published>2008-07-11T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:40:27.676-05:00</updated><title type="text">A Lifetime Of Music.</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CD_collection_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CD_collection_3.jpg" alt="A Lifetime Of Music." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over on &lt;a href="http://betheboy.com/2008/07/09/hits-from-the-original-artists/"&gt;Will's blog&lt;/a&gt;, he decided to make a list of his favorite albums for every year that he's been alive; a fun little meme that's apparently making the rounds as of late. He shot an e-mail my way suggesting I do the same, presumably so he could poop all over my superficial tastes and set the wet mass ablaze with familiar embarrassment and pungent failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I will oblige and hope that you do the same in the comments section over the next few days (&lt;em&gt;the conclusion to the Mix-Tape reviews will arrive next week&lt;/em&gt;). Bear in mind that this isn't a list of your favorite albums of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all-time&lt;/span&gt;, but rather a list of what your favorite album was for &lt;em&gt;each year of your life&lt;/em&gt;. I immediately saw the difference in the two when I got to 1996 and realized that I bought about 80 amazing records that year. My total collection currently stands at around 3000 albums, so this took me a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also realize that this is absolutely impossible to do accurately from memory and 100% reliant on personal tastes, so let's try to stay loose on the &lt;em&gt;'OMG!! I can't believe you didn't include &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;! BOOZERZ!'&lt;/em&gt; business. Just something fun to piss away the end of the workweek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please enjoy. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Everything Falls Apart - Husker Du&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Milo Goes To College - Descendents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1983&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Violent Femmes - Violent Femmes&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: War - U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Hatful Of Hollow - The Smiths&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Out Of Step - Minor Threat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Flip Your Wig - Husker Du&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Tim - The Replacements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1986&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Reign In Blood - Slayer&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Licensed To Ill - The Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1987&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Louder Than Bombs - The Smiths&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Pleased To Meet Me - The Replacements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold Us Back - Public Enemy&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Straight Outta Compton - N.W.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Disintegration - The Cure&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Energy - Operation Ivy&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Doolittle - The Pixies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: 1,039/Smoothed Out Slappy Hours - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Allroy Saves - ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Loveless - My Bloody Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Nevermind - Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1992&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Rage Against The Machine - Rage Against The Machine&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Kerplunk! - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Siamese Dream - The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: August And Everything After - Counting Crows&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) - Wu-Tang Clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Dookie - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Weezer ('The Blue Album') - Weezer&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: The Downward Spiral - Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Insomniac - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness - The Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1996&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Pinkerton - Weezer&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: All Eyez On Me - 2Pac&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: 1977 - Ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Whatever And Ever Amen - Ben Folds Five&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: The Colour And The Shape - Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Anywhere But Here - The Ataris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Hello Rockview - Less Than Jake&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: In The Aeroplane Over The Sea - Neutral Milk Hotel&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Keasbey Nights - Catch 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1999&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Through Being Cool - Saves The Day&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Something To Write Home About - The Get Up Kids&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Clarity - Jimmy Eat World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Relationship Of Command - At The Drive In&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Left And Leaving - The Weakerthans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Stay What You Are - Saves The Day&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: The Moon Is Down - Further Seems Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: For Young Electric Pop! - Polysics&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: You Forgot It In People - Broken Social Scene&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Dial-A-Song - They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Reconstruction Site - The Weakerthans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Runner-Up: Give Up - The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Frengers - Mew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Funeral - Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Poison Arrows - Communique&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Satanic Panic In The Attic - Of Montreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: The Sunlandic Twins - Of Montreal&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Illinois - Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Cum Laude! - The Velvet Teen&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Audition - P.O.S.&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention: And The Glass-Handed Kites - Mew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Album: Neon Bible - Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;Runner-Up: Reunion Tour - The Weakerthans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound off in the comments section, share your picks and enjoy your weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/332333780" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/332333780/lifetime-of-music.html" title="A Lifetime Of Music." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=6088112284701127967&amp;isPopup=true" title="36 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/6088112284701127967/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/6088112284701127967" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/6088112284701127967" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/lifetime-of-music.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-4917979429333035434</id><published>2008-07-10T00:01:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:01:04.454-05:00</updated><title type="text">CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 2).</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CDPMixTrade32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mix-Tape Trade Wrap Party." src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CDPMixTrade32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after two weeks of sifting, listening, drinking, typing and deciphering handwritten track listings, I've managed to make it through all of the Mix-Tapes that were so generously sent to me for the &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cdp-worldwide-mix-tape-trade-3-drawing.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CDP Worldwide Mix-Tape Exchange #3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you very much; I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take a brief moment to spotlight the mixes that were sent to me, as a small way of saying thank you. Therefore, for the remainder of the week, I'll be doing just that. Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #6 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Killer Sandbox Covers&lt;/span&gt;" - by Benjamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Another slice of the Killer Sandbox pie, chock-full of bands that descended from the, er...Descendents Family Tree (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ALL, Pollen, The Pavers, Drag The River, etc.&lt;/span&gt;); most of them doing covers of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; bands from the Descendents Family Tree. If Fort Collins, Colorado were suddenly blown off of the map for some reason, I'm certain that Benjamin would never have a reason to purchase a new album ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Saves The Day's pitch-perfect cover of The Descendents 'Cheer;' made more amazing when you figure they were about 15 years old when they did it, ALL's version of Kenny Rogers' 'Ruby,' and the Bad Astronaut cover of the Smoking Popes 'Megan,' which is one of the most perfect rock songs ever written, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: There is an awesome version of 'Jessie's Girl' included in this mix, covered by the amazingly talented (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and therefore broken up&lt;/span&gt;) Pollen. However, now that I have a real-life friend and acquaintance named Jesse, I find it extremely uncomfortable to listen to it. Is that weird? Either way, I've always thought the guitar on that track was killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Benjamin was kind enough to include a second disc, containing the original versions of every song on his Mix. This was unexpected and a nice touch for the collector nerd in me. I especially got a kick out of hearing the original, French version of 'Seasons in the Sun.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #7 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Covers From Caveman: Vol. 1&lt;/span&gt;" - by Caveman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Some classic covers that became more famous than the originals, a few new takes on truly iconic groups and only a couple ironic moments make for a very well-rounded CD, considering that there are only 11 tracks on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: The Polyphonic Spree's version of David Bowie's 'Five Years' and the brilliance of Jimi Hendrix on 'All Along The Watchtower.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: I had no idea that the Beatles covered 'Twist And Shout.' Guess I'm an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Caveman has promised me that 'Volume 2' will arrive to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; Headquarters any day now. As a way to tide me and the Missus over, he sent along a box of Mike-N-Ikes, which the Missus heartily consumed without sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #8 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Covers You Know By Heart&lt;/span&gt;" - by Mike Hoss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Mike likes good, solid music, written by good, solid songwriters, and it always shows in his mixes. There isn't a loser in the bunch, here; these are covers of influential songs by bands that are even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; influential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Josie Cotton's saccharine-infused cover of 'Sheena Is A Punk Rocker,' featuring a children's choir and handclaps galore, Ben Folds Five managing to make 'Raindrops Keep Fallin' On My Head' even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; beautiful, and Teenage Fanclub doing what they do best on 'Mr. Tambourine Man.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: This mix is a whopping 19 tracks that last a shade over 80 minutes; that's a spicy meatball. Also, he mistakenly wrote that Weezer covered 'Uptown Girl,' when it was, in fact, Me First &amp;amp; The Gimme Gimmes. This saddened me, because I thought I was about to hear an extremely obscure Weezer cover of a Billy Joel song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Hoss tells me that he had thought of the 'Cover Mix' idea before I even presented it as the theme for Mix Trade #3, and was pretty much finished with it instantly. I believe him, but I hope that he also comes up with a decent idea for Mix Trade #4, because I'm tapped*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(*I already have an idea for Mix Trade #4; no e-mails, please.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #9 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Worry, Matt - I Got You Covered!&lt;/span&gt;" - by Reese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Mix-Tape Exchange rookie Reese hit the ground running, showcasing a wide array of genres, bands and covers. Risks were taken, respectable status was achieved and the crowd went wild. The beats were driven and it was loaded with soul and overall positive vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Not one, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; tracks by The English Beat! Reese likes second-wave ska! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; this girl! Also, a dreamy cover of the Smiths' 'Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before' by Mark Ronson and a Def Leppard cover of Blondie's 'Hanging On The Telephone,' which marks the first Def Leppard song I've ever enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Her mix was titled as such, because Matt was the original recipient of her mix. That, or she thinks that my name is Matt. It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Reese is sending me and the Missus a couple of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt; theatrical posters, the mere thought of which is dampening my pants as I type this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #10 - "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mixalicious&lt;/span&gt;" -  by Hilbelink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: A lot of fun, a lot of ska, a lot of late 90's punk bands covering late 80's new wave bands. Right up my alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: An absolutely stellar cover of 'Enjoy The Silence' by Failure, Reel Big Fish making 'Hungry Like The Wolf' hilarious, and a Save Ferris version of 'Come On Eileen' that is unapologetically one of my favorite covers of all-time. Sonic Youth's cover of 'Sexual Healing' was pretty rad, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Depeche Mode and Duran Duran covers account for 8 of the disc's 21 tracks. I also personally own 16 of the 21 tracks, thus making it impossible for me to accurately review said mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you have the new Depeche Mode album?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah...but it sucks!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much for reading; sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TOMORROW: 5 MORE MIX-TAPE REVIEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/331418234" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/331418234/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-2.html" title="CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 2)." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=4917979429333035434&amp;isPopup=true" title="36 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/4917979429333035434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/4917979429333035434" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/4917979429333035434" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-9156946386256061858</id><published>2008-07-09T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:36:54.625-05:00</updated><title type="text">CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 1).</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CDPMixTrade32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CDPMixTrade32.jpg" alt="Mix-Tape Trade Wrap Party." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after two weeks of sifting, listening, drinking, typing and deciphering handwritten track listings, I've managed to make it through all of the Mix-Tapes that were so generously sent to me for the &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/cdp-worldwide-mix-tape-trade-3-drawing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP Worldwide Mix-Tape Exchange #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you very much; I appreciate it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanted to take a brief moment to spotlight the mixes that were sent to me, as a small way of saying thank you. Therefore, for the remainder of the week, I'll be doing just that. Please enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix #1 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Covers&lt;/span&gt;” - by Domsar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: Heavy on acoustic, live and bootleg performances of mostly modern classics, the mood ebbs and flows with covers both heartfelt and tongue-in-cheek. I don’t know how Domsar manages to throw such a ‘Milwaukee feel’ into all of his mixes, let alone a collection of covers, but he’s done it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Goldspot’s version of Modest Mouse’s ‘Float On,’ My Brightest Diamond belting out Nina Simone’s ‘Feeling Good,’ the Carleton Singing Knights a cappella rendering of Sufjan Stevens’ ‘Chicago,’ and the William Shatner/Joe Jackson take on the amazing Pulp track, ‘Common People.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: I should also mention The Corrs live performance of R.E.M.’s ‘Everybody Hurts,’ but the track itself is so monumentally beautiful that it’s damn-near considered cheating to cover it. It's like David Archuleta singing 'Imagine' during the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt; finale; borderline unfair on all levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: There were two Richard Cheese tracks on this mix; an artist that showed up more often than even Me First &amp;amp; The Gimme Gimmes as far as ‘mandatory ironic cover songs’ went. Domsar is a really nice guy; I'll see to it that we see a Brewers game together by the end of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #2 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lizzle To Ma Cizzles&lt;/span&gt;” - by Carrot Duff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: A broad mix of big songs covered by mostly big bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: A reggae cover of Radiohead’s ‘Karma Police’ by Easy Star All-Stars, the timeless ‘Man Who Sold The World’ performance by Nirvana, and a beautiful acoustic version of ‘Hey Ya!’ by Obadiah Parker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: There was a Stevie Ray Vaughan cover on this mix, but I skipped it with extreme prejudice, due to fact that Stevie Ray Vaughan is AIDS to my ears. Also, Johnny Cash’s cover of ‘One’ is a combination on par with Peanut Butter and Jelly in terms of absolute devestating perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Carrot Duff included a handwritten note, essentially mocking the fact that he has Sugar Puffs breakfast cereal as his house, and I do not. Duff, I will be checking the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; PO Box daily in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #3 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Covers Project&lt;/span&gt;” - by FeverBlue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: A very eclectic sampling of genres, bands and styles across the board; plenty of classics intertwined with groups I’ve never heard of before, somehow culminating in an above-average mood and theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: Petra Haden’s wide-eyed and adorable version of ‘I Don’t Wanna Grow Up,’ the Smashing Pumpkins’ well-known version of ‘Landslide,’ a back-to-back pairing of the Talking Heads and Siouxie &amp;amp; The Banshees, and the dreamy closing number of ‘I Melt With You’ by Nouvelle Vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: FeverBlue included the Bangles’ cover of ‘Hazy Shade of Winter,’ which absolutely made my day. I’ve always been an unapologetic fan of this track; that guitar lick with the pounding snare is freaking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;badass.&lt;/span&gt; Why it hasn't yet shown up in a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guitar Hero&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock Band&lt;/span&gt; game is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: FeverBlue accompanied his mix with a handwritten postcard, and I appreciated that. It took me a half hour to decipher what he had written, but the sentiment was just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #4 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherry’s Cover Mix&lt;/span&gt;” - by Sherry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: A heaping helping of 90’s alternative bands covering classic influences from all over the radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: The Muffs’ popular version of Kim Wilde’s ‘Kids In America,’ Leslie Feist tackling the Bee Gee’s ‘Inside and Out’ in spectacular fashion, and Letters to Cleo sexing up the Cheap Trick standard, ‘I Want You To Want Me.’ This album featured more female artists than I’ve willingly listened to in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: Much like my bashing of Stevie Ray Vaughan, I’ll continue to gain no friends by mentioning that Janis Joplin means absolutely nothing to me, nor does her ‘Me &amp;amp; Bobby McGee’ cover. I honestly think that she was horrendously overrated and probably smelled like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: Sherry listens to a lot of chick music and John Mayer. I still don’t know what to make of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mix #5 - “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Untitled&lt;/span&gt;” - by John Jenkel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skinny&lt;/span&gt;: A pop-punk heavy mix, loaded with a lot of fun, tongue-in-cheek and up-tempo classic cover goodness. Perfect for a drunken summer deck party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Highlights&lt;/span&gt;: An inspired (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and hilarious&lt;/span&gt;) cover of ‘Tiny Dancer’ by Dave Grohl for the Late Show with Craig Kilbourne, and various other 80’s send-ups by the likes of Pennywise, the Ataris, Gob and Good Riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By The Way&lt;/span&gt;: This mix contained yet another cover of ‘I Melt With You,’ officially making it one of the most-covered songs I’ve ever heard. I mind this none, however, as it is a great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Additional Notes&lt;/span&gt;: I made a last-minute exception to let John into the trade, after his brother pleaded with me for about an hour to include him. He wasn't supposed to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much for reading; sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW: 5 MORE MIX-TAPE REVIEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/330467124" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/330467124/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-1.html" title="CDP Mix-Tape Trade 3 Wrap Party (Part 1)." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=9156946386256061858&amp;isPopup=true" title="25 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/9156946386256061858/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/9156946386256061858" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/9156946386256061858" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/cdp-mix-tape-trade-3-wrap-party-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-3915560141760772033</id><published>2008-07-07T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:01:17.323-05:00</updated><title type="text">Welcome To Devil's Lake. Go To Hell (Redux).</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/DevilsLakeLogo.jpg" alt="Grillin like a villain." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I want to let everyone know that your favorite Blogger Boy is doing okay, but he has some things that he needs to work out right now. Until he gets his mind right, please enjoy this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; Flashback Post from July 5, 2007. Thank you, and please take a moment to join the &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/blognetworks/blogpage.php?blogid=9819"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP Blog Network on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be stating the obvious here, but I've never been a huge fan of Independence Day. I don't like fireworks, I don't like going outside in July, and I'm merely tolerating America on a day-to-day basis. To me, it's just another paid holiday. But yesterday, me and the &lt;a href="http://ratemyblogbecausemyblogisawesome.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missus&lt;/a&gt; (along with &lt;a href="http://sandboxfilms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://sailorjupiter112.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherry&lt;/a&gt;) headed out to Devil's Lake State Park for an afternoon of grilling, drinking and throwing pine cones at crows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive through southern Wisconsin was beautiful as always, taking in incredible hillsides and other Ice Age artifacts along the way. True to idiotic form, however, I assumed that we were the only people brilliant enough to come up with the idea to spend our Fourth of July at Devil's Lake. We were wrong, but nonetheless found a nice tree to set up camp under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben got things going on the grill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/JenkelAss.jpg" alt="Grillin like an ass." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Vegetarians grill out, it's slightly different than when most normal people throw down. Hamburgers become veggie burgers, hot dogs become veggie dogs, and steak becomes sweet corn. For as healthy of an alternative as vegetarianism is, I was more than winded after only 30 seconds of tossing the football around. The fact that it was about a brazillion degrees didn't help any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my best to stay hydrated by sucking down a massive batch of Bomb Pop that I whipped up just for this trip. It's a refreshing Summer drink that consists of grenadine, lemonade and about a quart of Blue UV. At least, the concoction that I mixed did. It gave me the strength I needed to play a strenuous game of Bocce ball and eat over 5 pounds of both potato &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; macaroni salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 466px; height: 392px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/CDPbombpop.jpg" alt="Drinkin like an ass." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't wear my commie shirt for any comedic effect on Independence Day, it was just a coincidence. Also, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; a coincidence, and I'm only suggesting it was to cork the cryholes of those who don't think it's funny. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; funny, and you can kind of see my right nipple in that photo. I bought it at Urban Outfitters, so you can assume that it's incredibly thin and more than a little overpriced. But that's the price you pay for wanting to look like a douchebag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I slowly slipped into a coma, we did some people-watching, which included no less than an hour of a severely overweight woman attempting to fly a kite. By herself. Honestly, for over an hour. I then set my car alarm off from 20 yards away when a little girl rode her bike past it. I was trying to get her to actually fall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;off&lt;/span&gt; of the bike, but I was still pleased with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 327px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/DevilsLakeGrill.jpg" alt="Veggie patties ahoy!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After most of the alcohol had been drank and the food properly digested, we said goodbye to Devil's Lake and hit the nearest Go-Kart track. If there's one thing more fun than driving Go-Karts on the Fourth of July, it's doing it whilst partially hammered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the four of us had the entire track to ourselves, which we tore up like nobody's business. For the sake of protecting their egos and social status, I will not tell you how badly I destroyed the other three contestants. Let's just say that I looked like Toad and Toadette rocking the Daisy Cruiser in Mirror Mode with the Pink Kart (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you got that reference, you're officially invited to my next Mario Kart party&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder; today's post is brought to you by rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocks. Nature's rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 460px; height: 345px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/DevilsLakeRocks.jpg" alt="Rockin the rocks." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this that I feel very fortunate to live in Wisconsin. We have so many different formations and varying degrees of land here, that you get to take in a lot of the nation by never crossing state lines. It's not perfect, but damn, I've never once thought that Wisconsin wasn't anything short of awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day outside, we headed back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; Headquarters, where we realized that Ben had left his keys back at the campsite, almost an hour away. This happened because they got dropped onto the ground at some point by accident. We verified this by zooming in on one of our photos, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;-style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at this unassuming photo of our post-lunch mess. Everything seems innocent enough, but what's that metallic object buried in the grass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 608px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/DevilsLakeKeyWide.jpg" alt="Uh-ohs." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd better zoom in for a closer look. Can we get a magnification on this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/DevilsLakeKeyZoom.jpg" alt="Oh noes!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like someone's going to be sitting at my house tomorrow afternoon, waiting for their wife to get home from work. I sure hope I didn't throw my metal detector away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Fourth of July week is drawing to a close, leaving me relatively unscathed. I got minimal sunburn, no hangovers to speak of and nothing but good stories to tell. I genuinely hope that your week has been as good as mine. If it hasn't, I guess I don't give a crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/328586359" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/328586359/welcome-to-devils-lake-go-to-hell-redux.html" title="Welcome To Devil's Lake. Go To Hell (Redux)." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=3915560141760772033&amp;isPopup=true" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/3915560141760772033/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/3915560141760772033" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/3915560141760772033" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome-to-devils-lake-go-to-hell-redux.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-2723896373178440819</id><published>2008-07-03T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:01:00.244-05:00</updated><title type="text">Have A Seat On The Communication Couch.</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0PCzHNlSfRE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0PCzHNlSfRE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polysics, the greatest band in the world, have done it again. Here's the single off of their new, as-of-yet-unreleased-in-the-states-but-my-copy-is-being-delivered-from-Japan-as-we-speak album, titled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Ate The Machine&lt;/span&gt;. The song is called 'Rocket.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fully satisfy your Polysics fix, here are links to a handful of unreal videos and a couple of Polysics-themed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; essays. Sound off in the comments section and enjoy your Fourth of July weekend; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt; will return on Monday, July 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=EWpfX5jqKxg"&gt;Black Out, Fall Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=m9aL7tQhnwI"&gt;Electric Surfin' Go-Go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=NVHEWPCBjFQ"&gt;New-Wave Jacket&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=qzoSfUIds9M"&gt;XTC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=M9Q7XFFy_j0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;I My Me Mine (Live)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/09/polysics-play-milwaukee-cdp-rants-on.html"&gt;Polysics Play Milwaukee; CDP Rants On Music&lt;/a&gt;' - 09/21/07&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2007/10/grumble-alone-grumble-polysics-in-12.html"&gt;Grumble, Alone, Grumble, Polysics&lt;/a&gt;' - 10/24/07&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/325491416" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/325491416/have-seat-on-communication-couch.html" title="Have A Seat On The Communication Couch." /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=2723896373178440819&amp;isPopup=true" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/2723896373178440819/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/2723896373178440819" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/2723896373178440819" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-seat-on-communication-couch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-950526986935711774</id><published>2008-07-02T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:17:15.671-05:00</updated><title type="text">"Put That In Your Blog, Barbecue Boy!"</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NrrrdGrrrl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/NrrrdGrrrl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 1 - '&lt;em&gt;Ladies Night&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to send out a sincere thanks and gentle kiss on the neck to the &lt;strong&gt;26,000&lt;/strong&gt; of you that visited the &lt;strong&gt;CDP&lt;/strong&gt; in the month of June. This was a new record for &lt;a href="http://www.thecdp.net/"&gt;theCDP.net&lt;/a&gt;, and I'm extremely appreciative and terrified. If I were lucky enough to meet all of you in person, I'd assuredly run the other way, certain that a full-scale zombie attack was imminent. I might even shoot a few of you in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, if just a small portion of you were to subscribe to my feed, join my Facebook group and say hello in the comments section, I'd be a happy and visibly semi-erect man. Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I also think that we've officially reached the gender tipping point here, with women triumphantly outnumbering men in terms of traffic and overall communication with yours truly. I credit this statistic mostly to my sensitivity, approachability, &lt;em&gt;Pac-Man&lt;/em&gt; memorabilia collection and alluring musk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, I've taken a passing glance at the lion's share of my female fanbase, and I've got to say that the &lt;strong&gt;CDP&lt;/strong&gt;, without question&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; has the most attractive and intelligent audience in the entire Blogosphere. Proverbial horn-rimmed glasses and pixie cuts as far as the eye can see. Thanks for spending time with me, even though you're probably only doing it as a joke to crack your friends up. I've been there a time or two; just try to let me down easy at the bowling alley, and driving me home would be nice, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Muney.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/Muney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 2 - '&lt;em&gt;Lump Sum&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I received some extra cash from my place of employment after finally settling on a budget, approved backpay and long-overdue raises. Where is the money going, you might ask? Well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; $39.90 to renew the &lt;strong&gt;CDP&lt;/strong&gt; domain for another two (2) years, virtually guaranteeing that you can depend on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecdp.net/"&gt;theCDP.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for all of your entertainment needs until at least July of 2010. After that, all bets are off, and I'm selling to the highest bidder. The concept of the &lt;strong&gt;CDP&lt;/strong&gt; becoming a hardcore porn site after I relinquish ownership is too funny not to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; $200.90 on two (2) new tires. &lt;a href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-drive-drunk-through-construction.html"&gt;As you many recall&lt;/a&gt;, you need to have decent tires if you want to properly minimize your death potential behind the wheel of an automobile. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; $87.00 for six (6) tickets to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Dark_Knight_(film)"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;'s&lt;/a&gt; IMAX premiere on Friday, July 18. I don't think I recall &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; being so excited for the release of a film. Leave it to Christoper Nolan to create something brilliant where there was once the rubble and faded glory of the &lt;em&gt;Batman&lt;/em&gt; franchise. What few reviews I've seen so far proclaim the film as nothing short of perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; $37.00 for one (1) bottle of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jameson_whiskey"&gt;Jameson&lt;/a&gt; 1780 12-Year Whiskey. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hHyS2FZ2TI4"&gt;Dee-lish&lt;/a&gt;. I've noticed that, unlike every other digestible liquid on Earth, there are no Nutrition Facts on liquor bottles. Hell, a snifter of Maker's Mark might be bursting at the seams with vitamins, for all we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; $50.00 for two (2) months worth of 'casual day stickers' at the office. I'll pay top-dollar for the privilege of throwing my khakis into the closet for the remainder of the Summer, and what's more, all the money goes towards the office barbecue. You literally cannot go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; The remainder goes towards paying off the &lt;a href="http://www.ashleyfurniture.com/Showroom/Showroom.aspx?PageId=Showroom&amp;amp;CategoryID=13&amp;amp;ItemNo=D543-65&amp;amp;SetDomTab=1&amp;amp;SeriesNo=D543&amp;amp;CollectionId=&amp;amp;style=&amp;amp;PageNumber=1&amp;amp;IsClicked=1&amp;amp;CatPageNumber=1"&gt;bar&lt;/a&gt; I purchased when we moved into the all-new &lt;strong&gt;CDP&lt;/strong&gt; Headquarters, and probably a &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/homeoffice/gear/6ad2/"&gt;mini-fridge&lt;/a&gt; to compliment it. Walking to the kitchen to retrieve materials that will be walked over to the bar for preparation seems a bit counterproductive, and I'm all about efficiency when it comes to hosting a party and mainlining poison into my esophagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money spent; disaster averted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PinkSweater.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/PinkSweater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 3 - '&lt;em&gt;Pink Sweater&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT:&lt;/strong&gt; A pink sweater will instantly make &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; woman appear more attractive, no exceptions. Alternative theories will not be explored, and all anti-pink sweater criticism will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PatternSmall.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/PatternSmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chapter 4 - '&lt;em&gt;Link Party&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's going on around the horn in the &lt;strong&gt;CDP Network&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://pointlessbanter.net/2008/07/01/new-american-music-union-2/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pointless Banter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is giving away concert tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://cometstarmoon.com/2008/06/30/punker-than-thou-dead-milkmen/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesse Russell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; remembers the Dead Milkmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelostalbatross.blogspot.com/2008/06/fight-for-james-madison-park.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lost Albatross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fights for James Madison Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://houtrowp.blogspot.com/2008/06/bite-me.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole Hilbelink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gets bit by a dog. Seven times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://betheboy.com/2008/07/01/a-very-special-day/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be The Boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; celebrates Crappy House Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://antisocialnetworking.uber.com/blogs/My_Nerd_Crush_The_SemiFinalists.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Slackmistress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; continues her Nerd Crush competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vintagecaveman.com/2008/06/27/nerd-at-first-sight/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vintage Caveman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; recalls his Nerd Crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://brucedierbeck.blogspot.com/2008/06/deer-god-what-just-happened.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruce Dierbeck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gets gored by a deer. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://rissadee.blogspot.com/2008/06/nablopomo-home-xxx.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cleans up her apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://salamitsunami.com/archives/270"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pork Tornado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gets engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut it. Print it. Run with it. I'm outta here. Enjoy your day.&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~4/324933283" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/TheCDP/~3/324933283/put-that-in-your-blog-barbecue-boy.html" title="&quot;Put That In Your Blog, Barbecue Boy!&quot;" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6469598&amp;postID=950526986935711774&amp;isPopup=true" title="34 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/feeds/950526986935711774/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/950526986935711774" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6469598/posts/default/950526986935711774" /><author><name>The CDP.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960324885155236386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://communistdanceparty.blogspot.com/2008/07/put-that-in-your-blog-barbecue-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6469598.post-3284697430699764722</id><published>2008-06-30T00:01:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:01:01.162-05:00</updated><title type="text">CDP's Top 30 Atari Games Of All-Time (15-1).</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-Atari2600a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 464px; height: 275px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/800px-Atari2600a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the second half of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CDP&lt;/span&gt;'s list of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 30 Atari 2600 games of all-time&lt;/span&gt;. This is my own personal list based on games that I've been fortunate enough to play over the last 26 years, and by no means is a complete document of well-researched Atari 2600 history. Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=799px-Asteroi1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 470px; height: 352px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/799px-Asteroi1.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asteroids_%28computer_game%29"&gt;Asteroids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that classic and timeless games don't have to look good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt; to be amazing, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asteroids&lt;/span&gt; looked identical on almost every platform it was released for, including the 2600. Most games from this era had no ending; you simply played until you died, and that always gave me an anxiety complex at the time. Even though I loved &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asteroids&lt;/span&gt;, I'm pleased that we've more or less moved on from 'high score' aspect and focused more on rewarding the victor with a cheap cut scene or poorly-dubbed dialogue. We've come so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper Fi, SS Triangle. Semper Fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1049761583-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1049761583-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/River_Raid"&gt;River Raid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;River Raid&lt;/span&gt; always reminded me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spy Hunter&lt;/span&gt; if it was set in a river (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such brilliant insight by a published author&lt;/span&gt;). This was yet another one of the many spectacular games created by Activision for the Atari 2600, and one of the more popular at the time; everyone I knew had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;River Raid&lt;/span&gt; before I did. I was never any good at it, but I always came back in an attempt to conquer it, which is a sign of a classic game, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-Berzerk2600Shot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 453px; height: 279px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/800px-Berzerk2600Shot.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berzerk"&gt;Berserk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting and groundbreaking game. Enemies that couldn't be killed, one of the first examples of speech synthesis in a cartridge, maze-like levels and a Boss that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berzerk#Problems_and_player_death_toll"&gt;actually killed players&lt;/a&gt; in real-life. If you've been previously unaware of Berserk, click the links and get educated on one of the weirder chapters of early gaming history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=A7800_Centipede.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 264px; height: 183px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/A7800_Centipede.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Millipedearcadegame.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 202px; height: 183px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/Millipedearcadegame.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centipede_%28video_game%29"&gt;Centipede&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Millipede_%28arcade_game%29"&gt;Millipede&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panic Attack: The Game&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centipede/Millipede&lt;/span&gt; combo was fast-paced, frantic, worthy only of skilled players and capable of causing all-out brawls between friends competing for high scores. I think I remember getting punched in the face as a direct result of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Centipede&lt;/span&gt; marathon. I'm sure I was in the right, whatever the argument was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1052688042-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1052688042-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crystal_Castles"&gt;Crystal Castles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get, the more I appreciate and enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crystal Castles&lt;/span&gt;. Sure, 'Bentley Bear' is one of the more feminine and un-intimidating lead characters in Video Game history, but this was the first attempt at taking a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pac-Man&lt;/span&gt;-style game and putting into the third dimension. There used to be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crystal Castles&lt;/span&gt; machine at the laundromat next to my best friend's house in the Third Grade, reminding me that the best memories are sometimes made in the most awkward and depressing places. I'm so happy that I own my own washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2600_seaquest.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 426px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/2600_seaquest.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.atariage.com/software_page.html?SoftwareID=1270"&gt;Seaquest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seaquest&lt;/span&gt; holds an interesting place in my heart for being the only game in history that my mother could destroy me at. She &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; this game; absolutely adored it for some reason, and practiced hard and often at consistently taking me to task over and over again. She never showed this level of compassion or obsession for any other game since then, which I find incredibly bizarre, yet endearing. From my own standpoint, the sound effects and gameplay are addictive and the premise is fun and endlessly replayable. I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seaquest&lt;/span&gt;, although probably not as much as my mom did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Breakout2600.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 398px; height: 253px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/Breakout2600.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breakout"&gt;Breakout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to simplistic, addictive games, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; is nearly on par with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tetris&lt;/span&gt; as being stylistically perfect. The 'seconds to learn, a lifetime to master' element shines with full-force here, all but cementing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt;'s status as a game that will be played for generations to come. No honest storylines, characters or objectives to speak of here, just a fun exercise that has entertained millions for almost 30 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1049934817-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1049934817-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pole_Position"&gt;Pole Position&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The racing game that essentially created all racing games to follow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pole Position&lt;/span&gt; was an arcade staple; In fact, I've seen more of these machines at various arcades over the last 20 years than any other games I can think of, with the exception of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ms. Pac-Man&lt;/span&gt;. The Atari 2600 transfer wasn't 100% perfect, but for me, the idea of never having to pay to play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pole Position&lt;/span&gt; again was an awesome feeling for my 7-year-old self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1049668030-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1049668030-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Invaders"&gt;Space Invaders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, man. What else is there to say about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space Invaders&lt;/span&gt;? The sheer paranoia brought about by the grating sound effects and ever-advancing alien army. The fact that it's one of the longest-lasting and revered video games ever made. The fact that, even after all these years, it sort of scares me for some reason. There's just something about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space Invaders&lt;/span&gt; that we're all well-aware of, and that's neat to me. Maybe the nostalgic feeling of the game has long surpassed the actual credentials that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space Invaders&lt;/span&gt; realistically entails, but isn't that what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; good things do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1050371857-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1050371857-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jungle_Hunt"&gt;Jungle Hunt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage One: Swing through a series of vines. Stage Two: Swim with (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and subsequently stab to death&lt;/span&gt;) bloodthirsty crocodiles. Stage Three: Jump over/run under advancing boulders of various sizes. Stage Four: Jump over two evil cannibals that plan on eviscerating your girlfriend. Repeat as necessary. The sound was tight, the graphics did exactly what they needed to do, and the realization that the 'girlfriend' you just saved was a pigtail-swinging 10-year-old make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jungle Hunt&lt;/span&gt; an absolute must-play Atari 2600 classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Frogger_game_arcade.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 411px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/Frogger_game_arcade.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frogger"&gt;Frogger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you've probably noticed with this Top 15 list, it's really hard to list the shortcomings or downfalls of the bulk of these games. When you talk about the greatest Atari and Arcade classics of all-time, you're dealing with games that have transcended their electronic limitations and changed our lives in one way or another. Ranking some of these games is arguably next to impossible; they're all worthy of the highest praise. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frogger&lt;/span&gt; is no exception. By taking a simple task, throwing a simple storyline atop of it and adding simple twists to appeal to gamers, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Frogger&lt;/span&gt; is a perfect example of flawless game creation in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With current games boasting 90 minutes of cutscenes, downloadable content, online play and endless button combinations, it's good to remember that myriad options does not necessarily a classic game make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SpiderFighter-F.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 486px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/SpiderFighter-F.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=eo-vNNam17U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Spider Fighter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet merciful Jesus, do I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spider Fighter&lt;/span&gt;. Apart from the awesome cover art and downright-disgusting instruction manual art for the game, it is without any uncertainty the fastest and most difficult Atari 2600 game I've ever played. You can click on the accompanying link to see the gameplay in action if you wish, which is an absolute blast and improving on just about everything that its influences had created in the past. When it came to producing quality Atari games, Activision was in a class all its own. There is a 'plug-and-play' game out there now with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spider Fighter&lt;/span&gt; on it; I strongly suggest you shell out the $9.95 and own it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=missile_command_atari_800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 297px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/missile_command_atari_800.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Missile_Command"&gt;Missile Command&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 1, 1987. A day which will live in infamy. The Atari 2600 is given to me by my parents for my 5th birthday, which includes a copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missile Command&lt;/span&gt;. A mere handful of hours later, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missile Command&lt;/span&gt; becomes the very first of hundreds of video games that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt;. The feeling was incredible, and I've been a changed man ever since. My sister was born the day prior to this, but I'll stand firm in my theory that my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missile Command&lt;/span&gt; victory had the longest and most profound effect on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1049426358-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1049426358-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pitfall%21"&gt;Pitfall!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super Mario Bros&lt;/span&gt;. took over the world, Pitfall Harry made gaming history for the Atari 2600. With an astounding &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.6 million&lt;/span&gt; copies sold, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pitfall!&lt;/span&gt; is one of the most popular cartridge games ever made, and rightfully so. This was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;game&lt;/span&gt;; there were objectives. There was a beginning and an end (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not a great one, but a definitive ending nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_majiJju8RY"&gt;There was strategy&lt;/a&gt;, a time limit, and many different ways to complete your missions. In short, this was a brilliant example of what would later become the home gaming explosion of the late-80's. For my money, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pitfall!&lt;/span&gt; was the greatest game ever created specifically for the Atari 2600.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1049938740-00.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/ryanmediocre/1049938740-00.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dig_Dug"&gt;Dig Dug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time, after all these years and after all these advances in entertainment and video game technology, there is one game on this Top 30 list that I will come back to again and again, and it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dig Dug&lt;/span&gt;. It's the perfect combination of strategy, pattern recognition, high score maximization, sound effects and theme music (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which only plays if you're moving around, hilariously&lt;/span&gt;), increasingly difficult levels and the feeling that you can always get better at it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dig Dug&lt;/span&gt; is a true, original classic. It's still fun, still conjures up good feelings and memories and can be played by anyone. To me, it's what best represents the Atari 2600 Age, and those who were fortunate enough to live in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading. Sound off in the comments section and enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Try Not To Get Killed!"</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FlatTire.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c372/ryanmediocre2/FlatTire.jpg" alt="A Life Without Tires." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE FROM THE CDP: At 8pm last night, I suffered a serious tire blowout a few miles from my house. Me and the car are fine, minus a gash on my finger that bled like crazy and the couple hundred bucks it's going to cost me for two new tires. I'll be spending most of Friday morning at the repair shop, but more importantly, it should be noted that I changed the emergency tire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flawlessly&lt;/span&gt;. This is due entirely to the following classic CDP essay from 2007, titled '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Life Without Tires&lt;/span&gt;.' Please enjoy while I tend to my little incident; the conclusion to the CDP's Top 30 Atari 2600 Games Of All-Time will arrive Monday. Thanks for understanding, and enjoy your weekend.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 o'clock this morning, I heard my wife's cell phone ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiping the crust out of my eyes, I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming and rolled out of bed. Just seconds ago, I was celebrating my incredible and inspirational win at the PBA Championships, rolling yet &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; perfect 300 game; my 19th perfect game overall. This occasion was all the more historic, however, because I had been shot in the ankle by a rival bowler just prior to the tournament. I saw through the pain and persevered though, hoisting my trophy while "&lt;em&gt;We Are The Champions&lt;/em&gt;" played and I was carried off by my legions of fans. This was all happening in slow-motion, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is what I dream about. But I was awake now, and the phone was still ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't make it out to the phone in time, so the call was dropped. As we both goose-stepped around the kitchen, hypothesizing as to who it might have been on the other line, &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; cell phone began to ring. Clearly, someone was trying to get a hold of us &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;, and it couldn't wait until after &lt;em&gt;The Price Is Right&lt;/em&gt;. Hell, it couldn't even wait until &lt;em&gt;Regis &amp;amp; Kelly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I wonder who died&lt;/em&gt;," I said to the Missus before I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't call you at 6am with good news. It's &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; bad. Trust me, since the birth of the telephone, nobody has ever been rushed out of bed because their friend won a tin of jellybeans at the County Fair two towns over. That kind of story can wait until after brunch. Nope, I've never gotten a call between the hours of 2 and 6am that I've looked forward to, nor will I ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I was cringing when I said hello. I was waiting for the sobs of a grieving relative on the other end of the line. Either that, or the sound of a Federal Marshall informing me that they were in my driveway, and I should just come out with my hands up before they put a large hole in me. I even checked my bare chest for the red laser dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hello?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hello!&lt;/em&gt;" chimed a voice far too cheery for an early-morning phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Um, hello? Who's this?&lt;/em&gt;" I said back. I was so groggy and out of my element, it could have been my doppelganger on the other line, and I still wouldn't have recognized the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It's Sherry&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Sherry &lt;strong&gt;who&lt;/strong&gt;? Are you a telemarketer? Because if you are, you just ruined an awesome Bowling Dream, lady. You should be ashamed--&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I hate you&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, it was our lifelong friend (&lt;em&gt;we signed a contract&lt;/em&gt;) and new neighbor, &lt;a href="http://sailorjupiter112.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherry&lt;/a&gt;. Apparently, she destroyed her tire on a pothole yesterday, and awoke to find it flat just before she was heading out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite aware of the pothole in question. We have a PetSmart on the East Side of town that has nothing short of a living, breathing sinkhole in the parking lot. I've seen ice cream trucks disappear into this thing, and Sherry thought she could just speed up and go over the top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, her right front tire was shredded and she was late for work. It needed to be changed, but she didn't know how. &lt;em&gt;Ruh-roh&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry's husband &lt;a href="http://sandboxfilms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ben&lt;/a&gt; was working two hours north at the time, so she called me. I get the feeling that she must have called everyone she had ever met in her last 22 years on Earth before she settled on dialing &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; number asking for automotive assistance. I'd rather attempt to explain the ending of &lt;em&gt;2001: A Space Oddesey&lt;/em&gt; to a dog before even &lt;em&gt;considering&lt;/em&gt; popping the hood on a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hey, do you know how to change a tire?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I was. Standing in the kitchen in my boxer shorts, six in the morning, approaching a huge crossroads in my path to becoming the least dependable person on the Goddamn planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Um....no&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's right. I never learned how to change a tire. Oh, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; I should learn, you can save the lecture. It just has never come up until now. I always figured that when I finally got a flat tire, I'd just leave the car for dead and settle into whatever town I happened to be in at the time. Maybe get a job at the local grocery store; start a new life. A life &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;You don't know how to change a tire? But you're a &lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Yeah, but just barely. Here, talk to my wife.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father-In-Law could change a tire in his sleep, so we arranged to have Sherry call him up. If anything, he'd tell her to call a tow truck and shuffle back to bed, much like me and the Missus were about to do. Guilt and feelings of worthlessness were plaguing me, but I didn't know how to change a tire, therefore I had no way of really helping her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, she did &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; want me to come over there and start tinkering with stuff. Within 30 seconds, I'd have a pulled groin, the bumper would be completely removed for some reason, and two other tires would be flat. I was actually doing her a favor by leaving her out to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting ready to go to work, I was feeling like a real douche nozzle. I felt like I had let down a friend that had a certain amount of faith and respect in me. I mean, if you let someone down &lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt;, chances are they're not going to ask you again if they need help. It may have been the easy way out, but I honestly didn't want that. I may be functionless and lazy on the surface, but deep down, I want to be the person you call when you get locked out of your apartment. When you need a pickle jar opened. When you need to put your cat to sleep. I want to be that guy, but I refuse to take the necessary steps to be in that position of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in my bathroom mirror, I looked back at myself and scowled. I was a turd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, I pulled out of my driveway and headed off to work. Down the street, I saw Sherry, still sitting in her car, looking pathetic and talking on her phone. Sure enough, her tire was still seriously flat; and sure enough, I still didn't know what to do. I pulled in to let her know that I was a monolithic loser, and she shouldn't ask me to do anything for her ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, she was waiting on a tow truck, and she would be charged a little for them to come out and throw the spare on. However, because she was a Saturn owner, they would replace and take care of all the other stuff at the dealership for free. I guess there &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; some perks to driving one of the worst cars on the road today (&lt;em&gt;don't tell her I said that; her car is way nicer than mine&lt;/em&gt;). In the end, she was just a little late for work, and probably out about 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a big deal for me, though. Karma isn't good to me, and I knew that this meant that I was going to get a flat tire of my own...and soon. I'd probably deserve it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, this meant that I needed to start accepting more adult responsibilities now that, you know, I'm 25 stupid years old, and I've lived on my own since I was 18. How I've made it this long without crashing and burning is beyond me, and I realized that I didn't want to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy self-cleaning litter boxes because I'm too lazy to provide basic turd-scooping needs for my cats. I live in apartments and condos because I don't want to do any lawn care or landscaping. If anything breaks in the house, I call a maintainence guy to come over and fix it. The last time I looked under the hood of my car, it was to change the brake fluid, and it took me over 5 minutes just to find the right hole to dump the liquid into. I have jumper cables in my trunk that still have the &lt;em&gt;'Happy Birthday!'&lt;/em&gt; tags on them, and my wife already knows not to call me when something goes wrong.&l