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Alright, so here’s the deal.
I’m riding the subway today, just minding my own business and listening to some tunes. Then I notice this person pull a greasy iPod out of their pocket—must’ve been at least 120 GB—and they’re just frantically scrolling through it. Being the total nerd that I am, I tried to sneak a peek to see what was playing, but I gave up. It was too far away, and my eyesight isn't exactly what it used to be.
It honestly sent me straight back to the glory days of the Walkman. I remember how religiously I used to pick out exactly two tapes to bring with me before heading off to college. And I wouldn't dare swap them until I had listened to both of them—start to finish, every single side.
Anyway, getting to the point, even if it’s a bit of a tangent. I still remember those cassette days and the obsession with looping the same stuff over and over, giving every single band at least three or four fair shots by sitting there and actually listening to the entire album. Then it moved to CDs, burning tapes, then Discmen, then those early MP3 players...
Long story short, I realized that this year I’ve probably cycled through about thirty albums released back in 2008. Some of them I even heard before they were officially dropped, kind of like how you guys do it. It’s actually a little depressing, I guess. I feel like I’m more prone to judging an artist based on just two or three tracks now. I mean, who has the time to listen to everything when there’s still so much undiscovered gold out there? And who’s actually going to catch every subtle layer or notice the tiny details anymore?
Look, I’m not anti-tech. I’d be an idiot if I said I was. I love the internet. I love MP3s. It just feels like technology has changed me, somehow. I’m fighting it, though. I don't brag about having massive amounts of music on my hard drive, and I try my best not to download
anything new until I’ve finished what’s already sitting there.
I can't help but wonder just how much this constant accessibility has ruined the whole experience.
I’m riding the subway today, just minding my own business and listening to some tunes. Then I notice this person pull a greasy iPod out of their pocket—must’ve been at least 120 GB—and they’re just frantically scrolling through it. Being the total nerd that I am, I tried to sneak a peek to see what was playing, but I gave up. It was too far away, and my eyesight isn't exactly what it used to be.
It honestly sent me straight back to the glory days of the Walkman. I remember how religiously I used to pick out exactly two tapes to bring with me before heading off to college. And I wouldn't dare swap them until I had listened to both of them—start to finish, every single side.
Anyway, getting to the point, even if it’s a bit of a tangent. I still remember those cassette days and the obsession with looping the same stuff over and over, giving every single band at least three or four fair shots by sitting there and actually listening to the entire album. Then it moved to CDs, burning tapes, then Discmen, then those early MP3 players...
Long story short, I realized that this year I’ve probably cycled through about thirty albums released back in 2008. Some of them I even heard before they were officially dropped, kind of like how you guys do it. It’s actually a little depressing, I guess. I feel like I’m more prone to judging an artist based on just two or three tracks now. I mean, who has the time to listen to everything when there’s still so much undiscovered gold out there? And who’s actually going to catch every subtle layer or notice the tiny details anymore?
Look, I’m not anti-tech. I’d be an idiot if I said I was. I love the internet. I love MP3s. It just feels like technology has changed me, somehow. I’m fighting it, though. I don't brag about having massive amounts of music on my hard drive, and I try my best not to download
anything new until I’ve finished what’s already sitting there.
I can't help but wonder just how much this constant accessibility has ruined the whole experience.