My friend Dave loves vinyl. He’s made small concessions toward CDs, but his true love has always been the turntable.
So it was something of a surprise to find out he’d won an iPod Nano. The little silver device had been confined to its box for months, bursting with unheard melodies, a tiny bud of unrealised musical delight.
Yesterday I went over to Dave’s to help this small bundle of joy make the transition to life. First I checked that Dave’s broadband was adequately dilated; it was. Then I helped Dave get comfortable as the iTunes waters broke onto his computer. He was so excited as we searched for and purchased long-desired songs and organised them into playlists that I had to keep reminding him to breathe, Dave, breathe. At last it was time for Dave to push – the sync button. Songs rushed forth into the Nano, filling it with musical life.
‘Is everything all right?’ panted Dave, overcome with excitement and anxiety. I checked the screen – It was OK to disconnect.
‘It’s perfect’, I replied.’
I cut the USB cord and handed the little silver package to Dave. He cradled it, his face glowing as the screen came to life with album art. ‘It looks just like the vinyl’, he sniffed.
If you’ve ever doubted whether technology can bring happiness, I wish you could have seen the look on Dave’s face when I left him cooing over that Nano yesterday. It put a song in my heart.