Ruined Music
 It all started over lunch last year. Mary told Bryan how a particular song had been wrecked for her forever. One thing led to another, and according to legend—and MySpace—they "skipped dessert and registered the domain" for Ruined Music.
Fast forward a year. Hundreds of people have logged their achey-breaky tunes. Mary continues to handle the "word-and-grammar" parts. Bryan covers the "art-and-technology" pieces. And together, these two Brooklynites are still curating a vibrant web testament to songs painfully colored by their association with breakups, fights, death, tears, or any other brand of melancholy. Having just celebrated its first birthday (with readings and beer and live bands, hopefully none of them blues-inducing), Ruined Music also boasts a brand new look, search functionality, and a random cat generator. Thank the big musician in the sky for kitties. As for their own lost lullabies? Don't even try to play a certain Simon & Garfunkel song for Mary. And wild horses couldn't drag Bryan to a Tori Amos concert. Ever.
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