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Sarah's avatar

I feel like I have started collecting so many things and fell off. This is a pretty inspiring post to help me get back into it!

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I grew up in Tijuana, Mexico and the way most people collected music was through piracy. The only good music shops were available to those who could cross the border to San Diego.

As reprehensible as it may be, burning CDs was the way we "curated" our playlists. The kids would select specific songs from different albums across multiple musical genres, creating a unique blend of sounds that we all believed represented a piece of us. Playing your disc to yours friends felt almost like getting naked in front of them.

In my case, I had a lot of film soundtracks. I noticed very early on that my mind would ignore lyrics (something I still struggle today). I would play them to my mother and ask her what film and scene this piece of music belonged to. Those were fun times.

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