I am slightly over-awed, over the weekend myself and Claire took/stole/borrowed/got given/mystically appeared a lot of music, my lego hard drive is now nearly full to bursting with many many gigabytes of songs.
My 30gb ipod was happily tootling along with about 20gb of music on it, but this arrival of new stuff has been a bit like having a second baby, my music is jealous of it. And I had to spend literally (and I’m using that word in perfect context here) hours trying to untick enough fucking itunes boxes to make it fit on the bloody ipod, and now, it’s full, to bursting.
And I don’t know where to start, suddenly i feel like a boring fool listening to the stuff I like, but there’s too much choice to begin with.
When I get a new album I tend to listen to it to death for a few weeks then it becomes part of the collection, like an initiation. But I have just gotten about 300 new albums, itunes sardonically tells me that all the music on my computer would take 35 days to listen to. That’s more time than I have (I don’t mean i’m dying, but if I was to listen to all of the music i one sitting it would be july, and scarily close to Edinburgh).
So I’ve started from A, every time I have the ipod on (except in times of stress when I need comforting familiar music) I will slowly work my way down the artists until I have listened to them all, and need to take some off to leave room to listen to some other stuff.
I remember when I used to not have an ipod, I’d overhear conversations like this and seeth with anger. I and jealousy. I hope that anyone reading this is not seething.
On another point, I swear the ipod is a bit heavier now it’s full…. geeks of the world, is this possible, does data weigh anything? I think I’m just a bit too stressed.
On less stressful and happier notes, I did the book club for the first time tonight, a gig that has always scared me slightly in prospect as I wanted to do it so much, well now I’ve done it, and despite being rubbish at other gigs just lately, I think I was alright, I certainly enjoyed reading from a book called The Man Who Killed Mick Jagger