Biting the hand that feeds you
Thursday, May 10th, 2007posted by: Christopher Morin
I’m down with this “digital music” thing. I really am. I’ve undertaken the digitizing of my voluminous music collection, something which, at a modest rip-rate, will take any number of months. I’m doing this so that I can portably enjoy subsets of my musical library via my iPod. And after too many run-ins with the faults of a cheap wireless router I’ve decided to invest in an Apple Airport, which will allow me to wirelessly stream music from my computer to my sound system. Nice. No more swapping of single CDs in and out of the CD deck. Now I can do what everyone else on the bandwagon can do, create playlists, randomize, blah blah blah.
I have some people over and I’ve got my iPod hooked into my mixer. The music stops and someone takes the initiative to play more. They pick up the iPod, twiddle around a bit and then say “I don’t recognize any of this, what is this stuff like?” And the problem we’ve known about and complained about showed itself, namely that digital music (currently) has no face. You can look at a trance compilation cover and know for sure that this is a trance album. The garish colors, 3D rendering, trippy motif… you’ve seen them. Can’t get that on an iPod unless a JPG the size of a chicklet happened to come with the album you bought because iTunes doesn’t download it from CDDB or anywhere else for that matter when you rip a CD from your collection. Look at the cover and see a person playing a trumpet you kinda get the idea that there’s trumpet music on the album. But that’s not the only issue. There’s something more here.








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