Holy cow

So I was just sitting here at my computer, listening to This American Life and minding my own business, when my iTunes suddenly connects to a shared music server, and the next thing I know I have access to someone else's playlist. Someone who has the same music taste as I do, and twice as many songs.

I have no idea who this person is, is it my neighbour? She has Coldplay, Franz Ferdinand, The Libertines, The Cardigans, Beck, The Beatles, Arctic Monkeys, Maximo Park, The Strokes, Sufjan Stevens, Tori Amos, Travis, Radiohead, Postal Service, Oasis, etc etc -- a lot of the stuff I have.

And she has tons of stuff that I've been meaning to check out: Bright Eyes, Camera Obscura, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, The Pretenders, local and regional bands like Electrico, Furniture and The Great Spy Experiment and she has the complete collection of Rufus Wainwright and The Perishers, which I have been wanting for months!

I know it's none of my brothers, they listen to heavy metal bullshit. And I know it's a girl, because her podcasts are all from Vogue.com. Or maybe it's a he. A gay dude in my building...

And the playlist is called "I feel you". Dodgy, I know, (and yes, she has a lot of emo crap on the list) but I feel like a character in an indie film who finds her soulmate in some ethereal, vague way, and then as the plot develops realises she's a lesbian after all. This might be the start of something, people!

I hope she's enjoying my Regina Spektor and The Decemberists, whoever she is. If only there was a way I could talk to her.