don’t know what you got…

I have been called many things in my life. Some are quite complimentary, while others are not so flattering.

“Technocrat” is a word often used to describe me. At first I considered the label an insult, but later come to accept it with pride. Ever since I can remember, I loved all things techy. From toys to electronics to computers, I welcomed them all with open arms, an open mind, and an open wallet. And if it was shiny and lit up, even better.

I this appreciation with electronic gadgetry with my father, an electrical engineer, who tinkered with his “toys” in his workshop/garage. And that’s where the similarities end. As an engineer, he is able to take anything apart and put them back together with ease. I, on the other hand, can only perform the minimal of possible requirements: replacing batteries.

When my stuff do break, instead of frustrating myself into fixing them, I just buy a new one. Although this may seem costly, I have learned to take good care of my toys rather than subject myself to inevitable failure.

As a technocrat, I always keep myself up-to-date with the latest models, falling for any and all marketing gimmicks manufacturers throw my way. One of the items I shamefully admit to purchasing each time a new, improved version is offered is the iPod.

The first one I owned was the 2nd generation, 10 gb model. With a capacity of storing just over 1,000 songs, I listened to it until the scroll wheel controller broke. Luckily for me, the 3rd generation model was released shortly after to replace the “old” one. I have used this same excuse each time a new iPod became available and to date, I am the proud owner of 6 iPods.

My latest, the 6th generation model, is the main one I listen to in my car. The Nano I use at the gym or when I run/walk, while the rest are either at home or in my office.

As with each new reinterpretation of the previous versions, the storage capacity has dramatically increased. With more than 10,000 songs, over 50 hours of videos, and about 500 photos, I have more than I would ever need. A downside to having all this stored media is that it’s nearly impossible to listen to every single song.

One of the things I like to do is use the shuffle feature. More often than not, it will play a song that I haven’t heard in a long while. On rare occassions, I would rediscover I song I forgot I had.

On my way home today, my iPod treated me to a real gem: One Day I’ll Fly Away by Randy Crawford. The song is a favorite of mine and has been covered by many other artists, recently including Nicole Kidman from the film Moulin Rouge. As with all things classic, Randy’s original version remains the best.

When she sings, “When will love be through with me,” you can feel her pain. And when you hear, “And dread the day that dreaming ends,” your heart breaks along with hers. A sad song if there ever was one…

Listen and you will understand what I mean:



About this entry