Side A
Artist	Song
The Hi-Fives	Welcome to My Mind
The Young Fresh Fellows	Rock 'n' Roll Pest Control
The Cramps	Human Fly
Monty Python	Eric the Half a Bee
Paul McCartney	I Got Stung
Sonny Burgess	Itchy
Canned Heat	Let's Work Together
Elastica	All Nighter
White Stripes	One More Cup of Coffee
The La's	I Can't Sleep
Marc Bolan	The Third Degree
fuck	Respond
Moe Tucker	I Don't Understand
r.e.m.	Talk About the Passion
Of Montreal	Don't Ask Me to Explain
The Strokes	Hard to Explain
The Who	I Can't Explain
The Animals	Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Johnny Kidd & the Pirates	Shakin' All Over
X	Breathless
Elvis Preseley	Paralyzed
Pavement	In the Mouth a Desert
John Carter	Try Just a Little Bit Harder
Elvis Costello	Starting To Come To Me
Tall Dwarfs	Tip of My Tongue
Aretha Franklin	Think
Buddy Holly	Think It Over
Sloan	Keep On Thinkin'
The Minders	It's So Hard
The Gants	Try Too Hard
Side B
Artist	Song	Buy
firehose	Choose Any Memory
The Beach Boys	I Know There's an Answer
The Fastbacks	I Know
The Mooney Suzuki	Natural Fact
Tom Glazer & Dottie Evans	It's a Scientific Fact
Apples in Stereo	Allright/Not Quite
The Fleshtones	Train of Thought
The Knickerbockers	One Track Mind
The Pretty Things	Progress
Billy Childish & Holly Golightly	Demolition Girl
The Royal Pendletons	Hot Rod Dissertation
The Young Fresh Fellows	Don't You Wonder How it Ends?
The Dug-Dugs	It's Over
The Hydraulic Raisins	The End
The Delmonas	I Feel Alright
The Kinks	It's All Right
Smallstone	Perfect Day
Iggy Pop	Success
The Lyres	How Could I Have Done All These Things
Ramsey Lewis Trio	The "In" Crowd
Green Pajamas	Happy Again
Velocity Girl	I Can't Stop Smiling
The Creation	Try and Stop Me
The Rolling Stones	I'm Free
The Kinks	This is Where I Belong
The Hi-Fives	Class Dismissed
The Bobby Fuller Four	Never to Be Forgotten

Comment:

Well, I did it. Months of preparation, and a somewhat chaotic hour or so of oral exam hell, but I survived it! My "cohort" and I, four of us, have spent the past several months cramming insect-vectored plant and animal diseases, economic threshold charts, biogeography of insect distributions, taxonomic rules, physiological explanations of how an insect eats, grows, flies, smells, etc. and boy was I glad to just get it out of my brain!!!

I arrived on time, was allowed to choose the first topic (there were four professors, one for each topic). I picked the one I thought would be the easiest for me, Insect Physiology. Well, the professor was all over the map, he would interrupt an explanation and start me on something completely different...very frustrating. I managed to get through his section, his responses to my answers were things like.."good enough, let's move on" or "that's not really important...let's move on". I was relieved when we moved to the next topic. It was during the second topic (pest control) that the miracles started. I was amazed when the professor for pest control started asking me easy quesions. I was starting to think I actually had it made when he finally asked me something I just didn't know how to answer. That's when the noises started. Somewhere upstairs someone was doing something that sounded like jackhammering. We all laughed it off, made comments about what a noisy building it was, and when we got back on topic, the professor chose to move on due to time constraints (so I dodged a bullet!). Next topic- Systematics and Speciation (my specialty), once again, I'm answering the questions, surprised that I seem to know the majority of the things being asked, when I get asked a real toughie. My mind goes blank, I get worried...the fire alarm bell goes offf. We evacuate the building, find a shady spot on the lawn, and I ask the professor to repeat the question. She can't remember what it was. We move on. I finish her section and finally get to the last topic (still sitting on the lawn outside the building)-- Medical Entomology. I start talking about insect vector-borne diseases and different modes of transmission...and a brigade of men on powermowers comes out of nowhere and start idling loudly behind us. I try yelling my answers over the sound of the mowers, and finally they leave. I answer the last question, something about insect behavior. I forget one of the answers, I'm told what I said was "good enough". I'm asked to walk away so they can deliberate in private (this usually occurs in the room while we wait in the hallway). I walk to the building. By the time I get there they've decided. When they reach me, they hand me the little piece of official paper that says I passed and congratulate me. I'm too wired from adrenaline to relax, so I go to work and call everyone to let them know. This is how I've chosen to let all my AotM friends know, appropriately, with a double mix. This is meant to be like a huge mix tape, each side with it's own sub theme and with a separate title. I'll be listening to this all weekend! Whew.

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