It doesn’t seem that long ago, though it was likely 10 years or more, that I purchased an iPod Shuffle. A white plastic stick that could hold 240 songs. Amazing!
Of course, the Shuffle was replaced a few years later by a Nano. Now I could take 10,000 songs anywhere and that meant many hours getting songs off Limewire and burning CDs into my computer.
I wore my iPod on planes, trains and automobiles. Scratch the last one. I still played the radio and CDs in the car and even then, I made sure I wasn’t a distracted driver. No ear buds while driving.
The iPod was great for working out. Instead of being tortured by whatever dance pop the health club was tuning into, I could blast Iron Maiden, Motorhead and Foo Fighters in my sort-of private listening space.
My gym went tits up in September. Rather than take out a membership elsewhere, I purchased a workout bench and weights and decided to get fit at home (or try to, though my desire to lose weight intensified after finding out I was a type 2 diabetic…no excuses now).
No need for the iPod with my stereo being in the same room. Back to radio, either local or satellite.
Then again, the iPod wasn’t really a great way to listen to tunes. It was a boredom killer. Take away that need for convenience and I don’t have much enthusiasm for creating my own playlists. I’ve barely used Spotify. Call me old fashioned (“you’re old fashioned, Johnny!”) but music is best when it’s a shared experience and that means a voice on the radio, talking about a particular artist or song, or sharing his or her likes and dislikes.
The iPod couldn’t do that. It looks a bit sad on the shelf but cheer up, little gadget from the past, I may take up jogging and bring you along.