Why I'm still addicted to my MP3 Player
Like Tom Petty, I believe music is holy.
So, naturally, I can’t trust the whims of a broadband network to send invisible streams of melodic data to my phone.*
Yes, this might be viewed as ridiculous and ignoring the reality that today's streaming services are pretty reliable most anywhere. But when considering an invaluable asset like music, I intend to keep it on my person, like a CIA operative with a briefcase locked to their wrist.
Except my briefcase is a silver MP3 player, specifically, Sony’s 64 GB Hi-Res Walkman. I have the most recent edition of the gadget, which I purchased last year. It holds gold: James McMurtrey. Neil Young. Lucinda Williams. Yo La Tengo. Petty. Read more...