He wasted all that on a bunch of sad sack, frozen burrito-eating malaise that no one can call him on because the dude did lose his wife, and who wouldn’t be sad after that? But a volume called Love Is A Mixtape ought to be a work of joy. It’s assembling the most personal collage of sound in the world, distilling the feelings from your head into some semblance of order so they can communicate a coherent idea, and maybe even a conception of love.īut Rob Sheffield. Love is a mixtape, all careful ordering and appropriating other people’s words and dissonant chords to make your own Frankenstein monster of kissing-in-thunderstorms and racing-through-airports and sex-in-dimly-lit-rooms.
It’s not that the writing was bad or the story was tough to understand, but he appropriated a concept we all knew to be true and used it in the most dismal way imaginable. In 2007, Rob Sheffield published a book called Love Is A Mixtape and it was the worst. Love is hard-but I’m getting ahead of myself. Music teaches us that love can be a lot of things.
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