Booyah.

At first, there was nothing. Then cometh into the world a man named Kelland, and sayeth he: "The world is empty, devoid of all. Let there be created a multitude of musical collections so that all may experience the wonder of Punk Rock."

And many rejoiced, for they had felt the emptiness of their CD wallets, and they agreed that the world would be much improved by a few tasteful mixes. But some worried that the taint of the foul Tori Amos would be apon them if the doors to the CD swap were opened to all. To assuage their fears, the great Kelland declared that all those who carried the plague of 'Greg' would be cast out."

Again the people cheered, for they were happy. And they set out to create wonderful mixes of music to which all would dance and caper and rabble-rouse. They went out into the world and were fruitful and multiplied.

However, the people were soon too successful for their own good. Their numbers grew, slowly at first, and then quickly. Even the people of 'Greg' were brought into the fold. The great Kelland had not predicted how multitudes would flock to his banner, and he was surprised and befuddled. For the number of CDs that would need to be created had increased with each of his new followers, and this would create waste and strife.

Thusly, some of his followers (ed. there was actually just the one) left the flock, and went forth to create their mixes, but to distribute them not in the physical form of round bits of plastic, but on the wonderful interweb.

Before you sits the end result of this creation. We hope you like it.

Arrrrrrrr to the captain and the Kelland. Amen.