Continuing the saga of ever updating the tags on my music library files.... I came across this and realized haven't heard Eve's Plum (Colleen Fitzpatrick/Vitamin C's previous band) in a hot minute.

Eve's Plum — Envy

The never-ending task of re-tagging my music library (seriously, this will take years) bringing out albums I haven’t listened to in ages. Yesterday, I listened to some Queen records that I don’t normally listen to, like Hot Space.

Today was some Prodigy, Psychic TV, and a bit of FKA Twigs and Public Enemy (more of that this weekend). Right now it’s “Fun House” by The Stooges.

Most of these are because I retakes those albums. I’m randomly picking artists and going through the albums I have by them. Then, I go through artists “near” them in the alphabet.

@chigh Tagging music was one of my favorite rabbit holes. Due to laziness I've mostly gone streaming now, but I've kept all my physical copies.
Now, if I could find a low barrier way to setup my music to stream wherever I want, that might change things!

@jeffnik yeah, I went through and ripped all our CDs a few years ago, but I didn’t tag them all as well as I later realized I wanted. So, I’m doing that now with all of those plus all of the digital versions we’ve collected over the years. I could sit and do this all day—same favourite rabbit hole. It also reminds me of things I had on other formats (e.g. cassette) and might think about replacing.

@jeffnik I bought a lifetime subscription to Plex (which is on sale right now!) and I use it and Plexamp on my phone and my computer. I have the server running on a Raspberry Pi and on my laptop.

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