Back in the leaner days of media, when I had a meager 256 megabytes of mp3-workable storage to work with I felt pretty good about my music collection; I put a bunch of songs on it, I listened to them, and when I wanted to listen to something new I moved them around and did that.
This avoided pure shuffle and imposed choice – I picked the songs, so they were songs that I liked, q.e.d, kthxbi.
My new, monstrously overcapacitized iPod has been something of a revelation, because while it takes a goodly amount of time to move stuff on to and off of it, I can put everything on there. I never had to hit the skip button before, but now I do, because here’s the situation: it turns out that I’ve got an awful lot of mediocre music in my collection.
I’m sure this comes as precisely no surprise to most of you, but reasonable people can disagree about which miserable corner of my music collection is most egregious. It’s amazing, though, how much of my music collection has aged so badly; a lot of things that seemed pretty good when I was but a young pup now seem pretty thin and weak in my crotchety old age. Furthermore, get off my lawn you kids.
I don’t know whose fault this is, but a cursory examination of this situation has revealed that it will be very difficult to pin it on somebody else. My friend the interweb, I need your help. Tell me about the good music. Help me purge the bad music. My tastes tend to run to things that don’t get played on the radio, being frequently crunchy and profane, but I’ve also got a pretty good collection of blues and soul, because what I like most of all, the stuff that has stood the test of time, is authentic.
Help me, lazyweb. You’re my only h0pe.