iPod iShmod by Wilhelm von Hans von Masterson von Stuttgart von Bob
When I was a kid I didn't want the smallest, thinnest, lightest iPod my parents could afford to buy me, I wanted the biggest boom box I could wrap my arm around and carry over my shoulder. In fact, if I couldn't carry my boom box because it was too big, well, that was even better because the bigger the box, the bigger the speakers and the
And speaking of volume, I didn't want the tiny, white, non-ear-fitting ear bud headphones so I could listen to my music by myself, I wanted the boom box with the dual 12′' subwoofers so as many neighbors as possible could hear the music I was listening to. If dogs weren't howling and neighbors weren't yelling then the music wasn't loud enough. I wanted a boom box loud enough to share my music with the world.
And speaking of sharing music, I didn't sit in front of a computer getting fat and pasty while I illegally downloaded dozens of songs at once, I heaved my boom box onto my shoulder, grabbed a six-pack of blank audio cassettes and got some good sun and exercise walking to a friend's house - uphill, both ways - to legally dub a tape or two at -
And speaking of batteries, I didn't have to pack up and ship my iPod to the OEM - where I would have to wait 4-6 weeks for a battery replacement and most likely have all my music deleted - to replace a dead battery, I went down to the local dime store - that's right, I had dime stores, not dollar stores, when I was a kid - and bought eight D batteries. I'd spend about 10 second popping the old ones out and the new ones in and I'd be good to go.
Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Chile