These files are hosted on Mediafire, which while having pop-ups, is superior for several reasons:
1) You should really have some sort of pop-up blocker, or just be used to this shit, at this point on the internets.
2) Download speeds on mediafire are unbelievably fast, especially compared with the STD-infected behemoth known as Rapidfire.
3) User statistics, baybee.
I've saved the files with winRAR, so you'll also need to download that to save your soul. BUT ENOUGH SHOPTALK, SERIOUSLY.
This was an awkward show, as I had absolutely no playlist set up for various unrelated reasons, so it was mostly songs I knew intimately, or songs that I knew would not have any sort of FCC-incompatable language. As a result, it's a fairly consistent mix of peppy pop and somewhat darker, though not throw-your-face-in-concete kind of way.
The real fun was, after 4 shows of relatively few mechanical problems, I had two fairly embarrasing screw-ups. The first happened due to the previous DJ turning off the volume control for the microphone when he left, so after the first song, you'll hear about a minute of completely dead silence, which was actually me giving my best show opening ever. Of course, once I saw the volume knob at the bottom, my actual heard opening was BALAGHAGH WELCOME TO SHOW ME KING RETARD.
The second fuckup is near the end of the second part, where I accidentally double-clicked on a random song while Mother Mother's "Body" was playing. Thankfully, the song pretty much sounds exactly the fucking same all the way through, so besides introducing the next song in the same way that 8-year-old New Heaven Salesman wandered on stage, five minutes before his cue in a skunk costume, there wasn't much bad going on.
I put many, many guilty pleasures in this mix:
Adam and the Ants (80's guilty pleasure ranger!)
Santa Dog (Sounds like an indie video game guilty pleasure ranger!)
The Brilliant Green (J-pop weenie guitar guilty pleasure ranger!)
Spoon (Generic ploppy indie pop guilty pleasure ranger!)
Kay Kay and His Weathered Underground (Fey crap that drama majors listen to guilty pleasure ranger!)
Avalanches (though I think most music elitists would accept these guys into their house without putting a bag over their drum kit AND YES I KNOW THE AVALANCHES DON'T ACTUALLY HAVE A DRUMMER guilty pleasure ranger!)
All right, that's about it. Coming up will be some album reviews, which means Punch Ratings.
What's a punch rating?
IT'S VERY INTERESTING, trust me.
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