Swooning over your first iPod
Oh, hi friends!
I remember walking around UCLA with my brand-new iPod. I had access to hundreds (imagine that, hundreds!) of songs in my pocket. What a novelty.
And I kept gravitating to morose singer-songwriter types — Joe Purdy, Ray LaMontagne, you know the ones.
Here I was, surrounded by sunshine, piping sadboi almost-love songs into my ears. They weren’t exactly inspiring, you know. They weren’t exactly pick-me-ups. Honestly, they were kind of depressing! But how innovative it was, to have them in my pocket.
That’s the thing.
What’s novel isn’t always what’s best.
“I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends. We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were. I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be…”
From Joan Didion's Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Speaking of singer-songwriter types, guess I haven’t strayed TOO far (and I still like Joe Purdy and Ray LaMontagne, by the way). "The River Won't Flow" is an oldie from Jason Robert Brown's Songs for a New World.
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Love, Kara