On the idea of life-sustaining technology, those devices that I can’t seem to make it through a day without depending on at least a little, several gadgets vie for my recognition. Only one is a clear winner, though. It may seem typical, but were it not for my iPod, I don’t think I’d make it through to the evening.
Let me be the first to say, though, that when the iPod’s initial incarnation hit the eager public like worms to baby birds, I couldn’t have seen myself as farther from the target market. I had always loved music, and used an mp3 player of (in hindsight) embarrassingly small capacity, but that was fine with me. I saw the concept of the iPod, with its gigabytes of space, as excessive and unnecessary. Picking my choice 32 megabytes’ worth of songs every morning seemed reasonable and sensible.
It was only after receiving an iPod unexpectedly that my entire worldview was changed. I was quite possibly the last iConvert on the planet, but the iPod did indeed win me over. Similar to seeing colors on television for the first time, I had no intention of going back to the obsolete, the limited capacity of a simple mp3 player. Having all my music at my fingertips, the exact reason I hated the idea of the iPod, became an unexchangeable trait that I just couldn’t do without after having it. I had tasted luxury, and would never go back to the simplicity of musical rationing.
That’s how the iPod won me over, through my universally expanding tastes in music, and the application has been a constant since I first got one. Travelling music, commuting tunes, activity atmosphere-enhancers. An iPod allows me access to my entire music collection (or a decent portion of it at least) at any time without a need to pick and choose. I can make playlists based on themes (seasonal themes and genres being my two favorites), and I am especially thankful for the shuffle feature. Shuffle appeases my characteristic indecisiveness and, it may take some skipping around, but it always eventually finds the perfect song that I didn’t know I was in the mood for.
If its musical capacity were its only benefit, I probably wouldn’t care as much as I do. It is this last application that makes it so invaluable to me.
I like to work out. Need to, really. I try to go to the gym on as many days of the week as possible, usually for a couple hours at a time. If you happen to be of the same aerobic fixation, then you probably know exactly where I’m going with this. Gyms across the world share a characteristic that I cannot stand, and the iPod thankfully nullifies this particular annoyance. No matter when I go to workout, there will always be at least one person who deems it necessary to exercise their vocal chords along with their muscles. Or there will be someone who intentionally drops the free weights like an attention-desperate gorilla. Whatever the cause, the gym is always party to some form of audible inconsideration, and without my iPod I very well may start hallucinating and seeing my fellow patrons as punching bags.
iPod: the item that keeps the beast in me at bay with its overabundance of industrial beats and black metal.