Some dorky sap puts “Thumb” on a mixed tape for me and before you know it, I’m all sucked into Dino Jr.

Honestly, I just can’t understand what all the brouhaha is about. I thought they sucked.

Excellent for listening to when walking through falling snow at night.

English Beat is poppy without being saccharine, dingy without being dirty, and always makes you smile. Great music for a warm day when you’re riding around in your friend’s car with your bare feet up on the dash, smoking cigarettes and talking about boys.

I first heard two songs by The Dave Matthews Band as B-side filler on a Grateful Dead tape a friend of mine had lent me. I pretty much scorn the Grateful Dead, but dug the DMB. I was in Charlottesville, VA (where they are from) a few months later and stopped into a small record store there, where I bought this album. The checkout clerk said to me, “These guys, they’re gonna be real famous soon. I heard they just signed a record deal with a big recording company!”

True to word, about a year later, DMB released their first big album, the mania started, and you couldn’t go anywhere without hearing them. . . .

I actually prefer the dance remixes of most of these songs to what is on the albums, but that may just be the pleasant, drug-induced memories talking.

Angry, but still worth your time.

This magazine always makes me feel bad about even being in the store where I bought it.

Some good ideas, but a bit outdated now in terms of its reliance on DHTML; most of the effects in this book using DHTML coding are now probably best achieved with Flash.

This book was totally baffling the first time I tried to read it, so when I was in graduate school and had the opportunity to read Ulysses under the tutelage of a professor, I jumped at the chance.

With some help, the novel really opens up and becomes a whole lot less cryptic, and much more satisfying. Otherwise, it’s like trying to make sense of a story spelled out by your Alphabits.