If you would like to read a good book about music and
falling in love, and the combination of the two, then Love Is A Mix Tape is a wonderful read. It’s non-fiction, and by
the end of the first chapter, well, you know that Rob Sheffield’s wife Renee
dies of a pulmonary embolism. However, it’s a book that’s much more about that
whole journey of falling in love, via music, as opposed to obsessing over the
death and the aftermath.
Like a lot of things I really enjoyed reading, it's hard for me to accurately get across how much I liked it; I almost feel silly trying, in fact. So just go read it, it's good.
I was hoping that the Internet would provide a list of every
song in Love Is A Mix Tape, but
apparently that’s a bridge too far in terms of obsessiveness. The best I could
find was this old
Google cache partial list, kind of. I kept the book for an extra week
though, just so I could pick and choose songs from Sheffield’s various lists.
He has much better taste than I do, but then again, most do. I’ve always been more
of a music vagabond – I like it lots, but it’s never been something I’ve
defined my life by. Sheffield clearly does, so it’s an interesting read from
that perspective as well.
