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Friday, April 17, 2009

The telepathic iPod


You've got to hand it to Apple - they're always coming up with exciting new features for their line of consumer electronics products.
I discovered one accidentally on my way home from work today - my iPod is telepathically connected with me and my surroundings.

I'm 41 years old, which means that I came of age in the 80s. I grew up in southern Indiana, a good midwestern boy listening to some serious hair bands.

I also grew up driving a convertible, thanks to my dad who bought his in 1966 (and still has it). So picture me, my mullet flying in the wind, rocking out to Quiet Riot, Iron Maiden and Motley Crue on my way to the drive-in (where I'd sip Bartles & Jaymes coolers and Little Kings - but don't tell my parents).

Anyway, I've always dreamed of driving my own convertible. That dream has only gotten stronger since moving away from Chicago for the warmer climes of Louisville. So this spring, I bought one. My own version of the economic stimulus package, if you will.

Today is the first REALLY nice day of spring - 70 and sunny on the way home from work. So I dropped the top, hit shuffle on my 30-gig iPod, (4,000 songs in every imaginable genre) and headed for home. My iPod was sensing me winding down from the day, and started me off with some John Coltrane as I picked through the traffic downtown.

As I pulled onto River Road and opened things up a bit, the music that reminded me of being 16 again started up. Van Halen - Running with the Devil. VH was a revelation as a freshman - the hardest rocking band I'd ever heard (before that I never got fiercer than Styx or Journey). Next, Night Ranger's "Don't tell me you love me." This, in my opinion, is one of the most underrated songs of the hair era (haira?).
Then, as if that wasn't enough, the set closed out with the Scorpions, who proceeded to "Rock me like a hurricane."
I pulled into the garage feeling like a kid again and gave a hug to my waiting 9-year-old. I wonder what music and experiences are going to shape her teen years?

And what features will those geniuses at Apple think of next?

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