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slipjig3That rumbling sound you likely heard this afternoon was my boiling rage making the earth tremble.
We picked up the New Hard Drive from the repair place, onto which they had moved our music collection from the Old Rat Bastard Hard Drive. Official word was that all had gone flawlessly.
No. No, it hadn't. Somewhere between a quarter and a third of our music is nowhere to be found. And it's a haphazard chunk, too, not, say, everything from H through Q. The stuff that didn't arrive got left behind in whole-album chunks rather than individual songs (with a few exceptions), but it's maddeningly random. Some of our Richard and Linda Thompson made it, some didn't. All of our Decemberists, though? Gone. All of our Beatles? Gone. Huge bleeding chunks are simply Not There.
You've got to be f$%!ing kidding me.
So I called up the place, and said that I wasn't angry at them (it's not unreasonable to expect that some files didn't make it, even though I'd been assured all was well), but that I was wondering what might have gone wrong. They suggested that I bring the drives back in—an hour's drive each way—and they'd be glad to root around and go item by item, in an attempt to find the missing stuff. For an additional labor fee, of course. My left buttock, Mr. Macintosh Repair Guy.
*seethe*
It's not totally hopeless, of course, since we still have hard copies of most of what's missing that can be re-ripped. The problem is that: (1) some of it is stuff that we borrowed from friends and/or the library, then returned; (2) some of it was purchased from the iTunes Music Store, but never burned to disc for our own use; (3) even the stuff we do have is going to take forever to rip, because this computer is old and exceedingly slow; and (4) some of it's going to require sifting through old mixes track by track to find the good stuff. This is not what I would call "fun."
So. Y'all may be reading some pathetic begging from me in an attempt to replace what we've lost. (The Decemberists, for example, Adam said pleadingly, complete with fluttering Bambi eyes? Like, Castaways and Cutouts and Picaresque, especially?) If you are able to provide such things, you will be repaid in kind, either with albums we have that you may want, or with a special handcrafted personalized deluxe monogrammed Mix CD of your very own.
I'll try not to whine too much. Honest.
We picked up the New Hard Drive from the repair place, onto which they had moved our music collection from the Old Rat Bastard Hard Drive. Official word was that all had gone flawlessly.
No. No, it hadn't. Somewhere between a quarter and a third of our music is nowhere to be found. And it's a haphazard chunk, too, not, say, everything from H through Q. The stuff that didn't arrive got left behind in whole-album chunks rather than individual songs (with a few exceptions), but it's maddeningly random. Some of our Richard and Linda Thompson made it, some didn't. All of our Decemberists, though? Gone. All of our Beatles? Gone. Huge bleeding chunks are simply Not There.
You've got to be f$%!ing kidding me.
So I called up the place, and said that I wasn't angry at them (it's not unreasonable to expect that some files didn't make it, even though I'd been assured all was well), but that I was wondering what might have gone wrong. They suggested that I bring the drives back in—an hour's drive each way—and they'd be glad to root around and go item by item, in an attempt to find the missing stuff. For an additional labor fee, of course. My left buttock, Mr. Macintosh Repair Guy.
*seethe*
It's not totally hopeless, of course, since we still have hard copies of most of what's missing that can be re-ripped. The problem is that: (1) some of it is stuff that we borrowed from friends and/or the library, then returned; (2) some of it was purchased from the iTunes Music Store, but never burned to disc for our own use; (3) even the stuff we do have is going to take forever to rip, because this computer is old and exceedingly slow; and (4) some of it's going to require sifting through old mixes track by track to find the good stuff. This is not what I would call "fun."
So. Y'all may be reading some pathetic begging from me in an attempt to replace what we've lost. (The Decemberists, for example, Adam said pleadingly, complete with fluttering Bambi eyes? Like, Castaways and Cutouts and Picaresque, especially?) If you are able to provide such things, you will be repaid in kind, either with albums we have that you may want, or with a special handcrafted personalized deluxe monogrammed Mix CD of your very own.
I'll try not to whine too much. Honest.
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Date: 2007-01-30 12:46 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-30 01:47 am (UTC)But total random chunks? Argh! *HUG*
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Date: 2007-01-30 01:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-30 02:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-30 04:18 am (UTC)If there's anything you're missing, lemme know-- I've all kinds of random music and may have things you're looking for.
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Date: 2007-01-30 06:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-30 01:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-30 01:26 pm (UTC)