However, as we also know, that metadata is a complete mess. If you also take into account missing cover art or wrong cover art, that percentage rises as high as 20% in some sections of my collection). As we know, the Bluos library organizes itself based on the metadata it pulls from the magical database of all the albums in the universe (except for the approximately 5-10% that it fails to recognize or completely misidentifies.It’s a maddening enough issue that it has me on the fence sending the Vault back before my 30 day money back period expires.īut first a brief outline of a very massive problem (if you already feel my pain, skip ahead to the solution.) From reading online, I know I am not alone in this frustration. The one glaring problem is library organization. I’m loading up my CDs and enjoying listening through the Vault. It seems perfectly suited to music lovers like me who have spent the last 35 years amassing a large and carefully curated collection of CDs, who care about sound quality (the built-in DAC sounds great!) and who have reservations about Spotify and other streaming services based on sound quality and business model. Our past often has a nasty way of coming back to haunt us.I am a brand new Bluesound user. (Yeah, I explain that in my previous story as well).īut I should have known I couldn’t avoid Taylor forever. Which is pretty good considering my boyfriend is a family friend of his. I had successfully avoided Taylor for five years. He’s a part of my past – or so I thought. I’ll never forget the time him and I spent together, though I desperately wish I could.īut I know more than anyone that sometimes what you love or want isn’t what you need. Taylor’s smile, what he said, how he touched me…it’s all still so fresh in my mind. I remember that trip to Tulsa like it was yesterday, though I wish I didn’t. The later? Well, one thing led to another I guess… Feel free to go read it before you dive into this sequel. How did I meet Taylor Hanson, you ask? And more importantly, how the hell did the affair happen? The former – well, I wrote about that in my previous story. What the two of us shared was pretty incredible in its own way, even if it was entirely toxic. It’s byproduct of what Taylor and I shared. I know my boyfriend Ryan would be hurt if he saw I still had it. It’s hidden in one of my dresser drawers, under my socks. I still have the tape Taylor gave me, the note that had accompanied it, with the song on it he wrote about me. I’m a stage manager and pinup model.īack in 2014 I had an affair with Taylor Hanson.Īdmitting this still feels surreal to me. I can't just continue being a "fan" you know? It just all leaves a bad taste in my mouth." I know you have been a fan for a long time, right?" I'll always love their music, but I don't think I could see Taylor ever again. "I mean, I probably won't go to shows anymore. "Are you still going to be a fan? After all this, I mean." Ryan asked. But I still love Hanson fan fiction, and I guess this is just a little gift to all the wonderful friends, fans, and writers I have met though this fandom. A sequel has been swimming around in my mind for a while now so here it is.Īlso like many of us in this fandom, my relationship with Hanson and their music is.complicated after all that's happened. But I loved writing it and people really enjoyed it. I see now looking back it was a flawed story and there were plot aspects that I never really delved into. I wrote "Unexpected Beautiful" in 2014 and originally posted it on Tumblr. Please do not read if you are under the age of 13. Rated PG-13 for language and sexual situations. This is a sequel to my previous story, "Unexpected Beautiful." It is highly recommended you read that before this. This story was written for entertainment only and not for profit. For authenticity's sake, the places described in Tulsa and the surrounding areas are real. All of the characters (except the Hansons, of course) are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.
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