what do the people you live with think of your cds and records?

Remember the Hell House I lamented quite frequently here? Well, I'm out now! Free at last!!!

I don't see or hear the new flatmate much, which is how I like it, although I see already some of my CDs have gone missing. I should be annoyed, but I'm not, I just think they must have good taste. (Best row-over-stereo in previous flat, somebody ejected my Germs CD and replaced it with Rory Gallagher, that got ugly.)

It's only recently that I'm starting to believe that I do own a lot of CDs. Probably not compared to a lot of people on here perhaps.

Still it staggers me when I see someone's music collection and it's a thin stack of 6 cds on top of the telly, one of which is a magazine cover-mount. Now THAT's weird.

I don't live with anyone. When I lived with Isabel she saw my CDs and records as a neccessary evil.

I don't live with anyone, presently. But here's an anecdote..

I have well over 1500 CDs & LPs - I had a party & let the CD players play randomly - so if you don't like what you hear, wait 5 minutes. This pompus ass at the party, who I hadn't met before that night, was outspokenly critical of everything he heard. Later in the evening, he mentions that he only owns 15 CDs (no LPs or Tapes.) Three of them are Warren Zevon.

... I don't think I need to, or am able to, express my frustration with his hypocrisy.

Why is he being hypocritical, as opposed to just rude? He clearly has very high standards, albeit Zevon-fixated ones which make no sense to you or I.

The person who lives with me -- my wife -- likes most of them (250+ overlap when we did the fuse), though she could probably do without some of the noisier stuff.

My soon-to-be-wife is overwhelmed by the number (again, prob. not large by ILM standards) and finds it too difficult to pick something out. She thinks the collection would be improved by shaving 300 or so discs, just to make the search easier. But she does find a new (for her) gem that she enjoys now and again. She either likes the music or ignores it, which is pretty much how I am.

Dave225's friend should get rid of his other 12 CDs! Zevon rools! Can't wait to hear his next geopolitical opuses (which always were smarter than John Cale's), now that there's no shortage of inspiration in that area. (Not that there ever was, but Zevon was almost the only chirper/cleffer who knew that.) "The General whispered to his aide-de-camp/Be watchful for Mohammed's lamp..."

David hates alot of my music, thinks i have too much of it, thinks i have dilletante tendencies for the width of genres and genre hopers , am confused at my completist tenedncies ( Ben Folds, Momus at most) and hates pop. We agree on some art music (esp. Schubert and Stravinsky) , Country ( esp. Loretta Lynn) and some pop (Francoise Hardy). He was horrifed at Britney . I listen to music 24-7 , he rarely puts ANY MUSIC on .

I'd almost given up on ever finding a girlfriend who'd share my wide musical taste in hip-hop, rock & roll, drum & bass, pop, techno and soul music and what have you. I did find her, though, but I had already fallen in love with her before we got to talk about music. We got married last May. The only thing I can't share with her is my love for reggae. And that Tori Amos CD she brought in my house. Being a professional music fan, I've got loads of great CD's and records. She asks me sometimes to recommend something to her, but, strangely, she doesn't feel the need to listen to every fantastic piece of music I have here in the living room.

JoB you sound like my boyfriend. I like all his stuff but b/c I'm not playing it all the time he thinks I hate it. My music collection is paltry compared to his (in terms of both breadth and depth) but he hates it nonethless. *sniff*

sees it as a msotly learning experience, though she thinks i'm a closet show tunes queen. i know not the meaning of closet sistah!

I do my best to be tolerant but I have a deep seated hatred for anything that aspires to be pop. I Love steel pole bathtub and the Jesus Lizard, Scratch Acid, which I know she hates and I try not to play when she is around. I hate the Old 97's and blah blah,... It's only a matter of taste, so I do my best to be tolerant, which is to be as little of a critique and smart ass about the stuff I hate as I can, which is very difficult since I've built armys of hatred against it. I sometimes hate myself for being so critical, but then think of what the guy in Catholic Discipline said in Decline and it DOES make me feel good sometimes. She is genuinely a good person and treats me like a king, so what are you gonna do?

Currently live with two housemates, both of whom marvel at the sheer amount of crap I have around and borrow it frequently. I've converted one to love of Depeche Mode this way, and I am content.

Actually, my girl was listening to my Oblivians tape when I got home yesterday, which, I must say made me very happy. seeing as how I have over a thousand records and I take joy that she would want to explore them. Maybe I should invest in a turntable that works. Duh. -H

I have two flatmates and we all share music and have no quarells. One is more open to my new love of 2-step and my recent embrace of pop, he is more into hip-hop and techno; the other listens to more "serious" stuff: indie rock, IDM, and jazz. They sort of act as each side of my own listening habits (except I'm far less versed in jazz than either, really.) It all balances very well, and it helps that we're all friends.

Thank god I live alone.

My ex liked almost all the same music as I did, and with as much passion; I waited all my life for that to happen. He dumped me, though.

Damn!, That sounds Familiar. Except she knew practically nothing about music and just glommed on to everything I liked and took it for her own. I didn't realize that until way too late, among other things I didn't realize, i.e. my friends she was glomming on to in very unwholesome ways...rant....

Previous housemates found it all a bit 'wierd' but my tastes did rub off on one or two. V. fortunate to have v. tolerant partner (now wife) who might not quite share the tastes or passion, but realises how important music is to me. Full on Gabba she draws the line at, Oval gives her a headache, but otherwise theres not much I can't play. Stuff we both like, Bach, the Carpenters, R+B, and she's currently into 'Brazilian music' which is fine by me.

Earlier in the year a bloke of about 50 sated in the room opposite mine for a short while, in the shared house I'm in.
One night I was playing Sterolab's 'Mars Audiac Quintet' rather loudly. He knocks on the door and asks me - politely - to turn it down as he was going to bed. I thought, fair enough, I'll listen to it on headphones.
Next day he knocks on the door again and says 'last night, what was that you were playing?'
'Uh, it was a band called Stereolab' sez I, awaiting the inevetable 'who the bluudy ell are they?' remark. Which didn't come, he just nodded and walked off.

Anyhoo, later that day he came home with three S/Lab albums!!
Sold!

He's long gone now, the New Kid keeps himself to himself - which is always good, unless they're nutzoid to tha maxx and planning to rob/kill us all - but he leaves Q magazines )ARGH) in the bog and I've heard him play 'Viva Hate' so I might risk getting to know him to see what else he has in there...

with complete indifference.

I'm poor and living back with my folks now, so they don't really care.

My ex-housemates used to like pretty much the same things as me, although neither of them actually really got my electronica love. We used to DJ together quite a bit, and [x] would play old-skool indie, Dave would play modern indie b-sides, and I'd come in with my intro record ('Mongoloid' by Devo) and segue into a set of 80s electropop, ha.

But now I've got myself all sad and shit, and probably my bandmates will read this and go 'get over it, you fucker' and they will have a point. Sigh.

I used to live in a dorm room with a happy-go-lucky sort of guy. To provoke him, I used to play a lot of Alec Empire, Merzbow, Aphex's Ambient Works II, some Kool Keith, NWA, and other things that have the potential to morally/sonically offend somebody. Volume max. He kept on smiling and I honestly doubt he heard a single thing. On the off chance that I wasn't playing music he'd cheerfully play bad slow-jams and look at his high school photos.

My husband is an ex-folk-musician in his fifties. I'm 33. Of course he hates everything I listen to. He liked REM and the Church before I met him, and I can get him to listen to Television and Nirvana with only a few difficulties, but everything else I listen to that came out after 1976 pisses him off. No problem, I just don't listen to anything when he's around.

We stayed in Los Altos for a week. After the woman noticed my other email address (stevienixed@...), she asked me what music I listened to. We discovered we share the same taste (70s punk and fleetwood mac). She had some fun stories about the *good old days* and promised me some fm bootlegs. I actually rarely play music around friends. I prefer to listen to music on my own.

my current roommate has a pretty narrow tolerance for what's acceptable out of the fairly wide variety of my collection; basically whatever he categorizes as "jazz" or "techno" (and some hip hop), although my particular selections thereof tend to be somewhat on the fringe, but I have gotten enthusiastic reactions to Amon Tobin and (less abrasive) Coltrane, which is encouraging. for every no-brainer acceptable record i put on when he's around, i test his limits with something a little more out there, but i know enough to blast the guitar rock when i'm alone, although i get some pretty odd looks when he comes home to that (of course, the looks would be worse if he ever caught me thrashing around and air guitaring and singing along).

over the summer i lived with an old friend who i'd bonded with over a lot of music in high school, so that was mostly a compatible experience, although he's way into Anticon now, which drove me up the fuckin' wall, and again, he rolls his eyes at a lot of my guitar rock, which is

My roomie likes Pole, Prefuse 73, Kid 606, Farben, Jan Jalinek, even Nobukazu Takemura. He doesn't like some of my afro-beat records though- -wierd.