Matt Burr, drummer for Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, graciously spent some time creating his own <a href="http://www.muxtape.com/">muxtape</a> to share. For those of you unfamiliar with the site, MuxTape attempts to recreate the analog/cassette experience of making a mix tape in the digital world. I encourage you to create your own and provide a link in the comments. Matt says . . .


<blockquote>I had a blast putting this together!  Many thanks for sharing the site with me.    It's a brilliant idea and i'm sure it will catch on, especially with the John Cusack-esque, mix tape-lovin', maniacal music community.  Sure, it's not nearly as cool as making a real mix tape, but it's as close as you're gonna get in our dubious digital universe. </blockquote>

<strong>Here is Matt's Mix entitled "Pretty Ugly". Click on the image to listen.</strong>
<a href="http://prettyugly.muxtape.com/"><img src="http://www.thisissomewhere.com/images/mattmux.jpg" width="400" alt="muxtape" /></a>

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<strong>The K. Cortez This Is Somewhere Muxtape of the moment.</strong>
<a href="http://thisissomewhere.muxtape.com/"><img src="http://www.thisissomewhere.com/images/muxtape.jpg" alt="muxtape" /></a>

Reccommended reading - Heather (Fuel Friends) <a href="http://fuelfriends.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-is-mix-tape-mix-tape.html">long essay on the book "Love Is A Mix Tape"</a>. I especially love this passage quoted from the book . . .


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Have you ever been in a car with a southern girl blasting through South Carolina when Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Call Me The Breeze" comes on the radio? Sunday afternoon, sun out, windows down, nowhere to hurry back to? I never had. I was twenty-three. Renee turned up the radio and began screaming along. Renee was driving. She always preferred driving, since she said I drove like an old Irish lady. I thought to myself, Well, I have wasted my whole life up to this moment. Any other car I've ever been in was just to get me here, any road I've ever been on was just to get me here. Any other passenger seat I've ever sat on, I was just riding here. I barely recognized this girl sitting next to me, screaming along to the piano solo.

I thought, There is nowhere else in the universe I would rather be at this moment. I could count the places I would not rather be. I've always wanted to see New Zealand, but I'd still rather be here. The majestic ruins of Machu Picchu? I'd rather be here. A hillside in Cuenca, Spain, sipping coffee and watching leaves fall? Not even close. There is nowhere else I could imagine wanting to be besides here in this car, with this girl, on this road, listening to this song. If she breaks my heart, no matter what hell she puts me through, I can say it was worth it, just because of right now. Out the window is a blur and all I can really hear is this girl's hair flapping in the wind, and maybe if we drive fast enough the universe will lose track of us and forget to stick us somewhere else.</blockquote>

