I love my iPod. but iPods are a serious threat to many things which we all rave about constantly on the forums and blogs. What I see as the biggest threat created by iPods is degradation of the listening condition which it creates aka musical ADD.
See Case A for an example.
Case A
We have to move out of my apartment because they are renovating the entire building. We already signed a lease on a new place, but we needed to have party to celebrate the end of this apartment. The party started off musically with just my iPod playing random songs that were jovial ("Ophelia" by the Band, some Beck, and classics from the 90s that kids my age always enjoy).
Suddenly, someone made the discovery that you could change the song on the iPod. So each time someone got tired of a song (usually 2 minutes into it) they would walk up and change it. At first all the songs were just on my iPod, so I didn't mind, who doesn't love their own music. But then people started busting out their own iPods. Out came the booming hip-hop about penises and hoes. And songs would really only last for a couple minutes till someone changed it.
The Musical ADD not only effects the actual listening to the song but also the dancing. People would dance to about the first minute and then they too would get tired of the song. My first step was to just go to the roof and avoid the nonsense. I was tired of shitty music. the constant shuffle. people yelling over the Y-cable. On the roof I talked to some friends, don't know what about.
Finally, i went back down because I had punished myself enough. I was going to make it so people couldn't change the music. I felt evil, cunning, deceptive, yet like a messenger of God. I put on a song on my iPod for a sec, knowing someone was going to change it. After which, I got my Roberto Roena LP ready. Started spinning, dropped the needle, changed the input on the receiver. BAM! Big, hearty, full sound which still made people move. I turned it up, and instead of blowing out the speakers like the other music did, it just brought the band closer. I was so happy with the huge sound.
Someone walked over to the iPod tried to change the song, as I was expecting. I gave him a grin and said, "sorry, we have a vinyl on." He returned me a confused look, but then he understood, gave me a handshake and a hug and walked to some girl he was dancing with and kept on dancing.
We played the whole album through, both sides.
I love my iPod. but iPods are a serious threat to many things which we all rave about constantly on the forums and blogs. What I see as the biggest threat created by iPods is degradation of the listening condition which it creates aka musical ADD.
See Case A for an example.
Case A
We have to move out of my apartment because they are renovating the entire building. We already signed a lease on a new place, but we needed to have party to celebrate the end of this apartment. The party started off musically with just my iPod playing random songs that were jovial ("Ophelia" by the Band, some Beck, and classics from the 90s that kids my age always enjoy).
Suddenly, someone made the discovery that you could change the song on the iPod. So each time someone got tired of a song (usually 2 minutes into it) they would walk up and change it. At first all the songs were just on my iPod, so I didn't mind, who doesn't love their own music. But then people started busting out their own iPods. Out came the booming hip-hop about penises and hoes. And songs would really only last for a couple minutes till someone changed it.
The Musical ADD not only effects the actual listening to the song but also the dancing. People would dance to about the first minute and then they too would get tired of the song. My first step was to just go to the roof and avoid the nonsense. I was tired of shitty music. the constant shuffle. people yelling over the Y-cable. On the roof I talked to some friends, don't know what about.
Finally, i went back down because I had punished myself enough. I was going to make it so people couldn't change the music. I felt evil, cunning, deceptive, yet like a messenger of God. I put on a song on my iPod for a sec, knowing someone was going to change it. After which, I got my Roberto Roena LP ready. Started spinning, dropped the needle, changed the input on the receiver. BAM! Big, hearty, full sound which still made people move. I turned it up, and instead of blowing out the speakers like the other music did, it just brought the band closer. I was so happy with the huge sound.
Someone walked over to the iPod tried to change the song, as I was expecting. I gave him a grin and said, "sorry, we have a vinyl on." He returned me a confused look, but then he understood, gave me a handshake and a hug and walked to some girl he was dancing with and kept on dancing.
We played the whole album through, both sides.