Friday, December 16, 2011

Ipod Nano

     I had a Mickey Mouse record player when I was a kid.  Mickey's arm held the needle.  I would sit in my basement and listen to the odd records found in cabinets.  In the living room was a big mamajama console piece of furniture.  It took up half of a wall and had a record player with 8 track.  I remember the big silver button that switched songs.  I was young but I loved music.  My family (and their various unconventional ages) introduced me to more types of music than the typical little kid gets to hear.  It started a love of music.  As I grew so did my need for the modern.  The little radio led to the boom box which led to the stereo.  Back then the test for quality was the speed in which the tape deck popped open...the slower the better.  Car radios went from five buttons to fancy digital equalizers found in the beauty of an Alpine.  I balanced my treble and my fade and was sure the boom of the bass was set just right.  There was the walkman, the discman, the cassette, the cd.  What a flurry of change my generation has had the privilege to grow up with.  Then the mp3.  Hmmmm....you mean you can put thousands of songs in a little box?!?  C'mon now.  Years ago I was given my first Ipod.  It was my green brick.  It has been on many a car ride and three mile walk.  It is durable and awesome...but it is also quite heavy and the battery life is short lived.  You mean they make a touch screen magical box that holds songs and is a pedometer and can make you lunch?  Alright, I'm exaggerating...but it's still pretty cool.  Last year for Christmas I was given the new Nano.  It has been sealed up since.  Almost an entire year later I have busted it out of its little box and loaded it up with some music.  I plan on heading to the gym with it quite soon.  In mere minutes it has almost three hundred songs on it...some of which will be listened to on my way to work tomorrow.   I now have a brick for the home dock and a light little power house for exploring the world.  So though I don't want to think about how on earth they get thousands of songs to fit into a little box...I'm pretty darn excited to get to carry them around with me.

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