My iPod is dead. Just like that. There it was. Now it's gone. I've only had it since Christmas 2005, and while it was pretty much in play mode for the entire sixteen months that it lived with me, I took care of it as if it were my own human offspring. I really did. I was a good father! I loved my mellifluous and tender little baby! But now it's time to bury it. Where did I put the shovel?
I spoke to Apple and tried everything, and it appears that the hard drive is unrecoverable. My 'helper' didn't seem to understand the gravity of the situation. He acted downright lackadaisical about the whole thing, in fact. This didn't help matters. His verdict was that it would cost as much to get it repaired as it would to suck it up and buy a new one. Not much I could do at that point but say thanks, hang up, and mournfully stare at my cold, deceased gadget.
However, some good might have come out of this. (Not really, but I'm trying to put a positive spin on the tragic situation--this is the new Mike, remember!) In my desperate need to listen to music while I drive around these pretty Frederick County back roads, I have been forced to resort to archaic tactics. Late last week, I crawled deep into the attic and emerged hours later, shaken and dusty, with my long lost Sony Discman in tow. I know, this seems so dated a concept as to be downright incomprehensible, but after only a few minutes of tinkering I had all the buttons memorized and it was like we'd never been apart.
In conjunction with this return to a compact disc existence, I reflected upon my recent dependence on iTunes and other forms of online music downloading. What if it wasn't my iPod that had died? What if it was my hard drive??? That awful thought led me to take a rather drastic plunge. I figured that if I'm paying to buy music, why not have the actual product to go along with it? Of course, "must have right now or I might die" moments force a man to visit the iTunes store (or, god forbid, LimeWire), but if I had the luxury of waiting a few days, why not get my Amazon on? And so, my friends, that is what I recently did. (Remember that I am still thousands of dollars in debt, I live at home with my parents, and until that debt is gone home is where I will be. THAT is how much I love music, faithful reader! Either that, or this is just another reminder that I will forever be an irresponsible, immature moron.)
Here is the stack of brand new CDs that are sitting in front of me:
Grandaddy "Just Like The Fambly Cat"
The Streets "The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living"
Gnarls Barkley "St. Elsewhere"
Built to Spill "You in Reverse"
The Essex Green "Cannibal Sea"
The Flaming Lips "At War With the Mystics"
J Dilla Jay Dee "Donuts"
Jolie Holland "Springtime Can Kill You" (I must confess that I bought this off iTunes moments ago because I had forgotten that it came out yesterday and Jolie Holland qualifies as an aforementioned case of "must have right now or I might die.")
I can't wait to explore each of these releases, for I'm sure they will all have moments of musical glory. And if they don't, I'll be sure to let you know.
While I wade through this hearty stack of music, go to this site and listen to two of the most exciting new songs that I have heard this year, "Pull Shapes" by The Pipettes and "Tenley Town" by The Walkmen. I am embarrassingly amped for "A Hundred Miles Off," and declare right now that I will be seeing The Walkmen at the Black Cat in late May even if I have to go by myself. Or if any of you readers are in or around DC and want to indulge, let me know...