Swimming in an Ocean of Music
Usually I’m pent up with anxiety about life, career, or whatever, heading into a new year, but for once I’m feeling grounded and dare I say, a little grown up.
I’ve got a girl, she’s all moved in and the lease has expired on her former place. Like so many women she has a lot of clothes. A lot.
Like so many radio hosts and music fans, I’ve got a ton of records, cds, dvds—cassettes even! A ton. At some point something’s got to give.
We survived relationship test #242 and assembled a giant closet clothing storage system. The closet used to house three giant rubber made containers with my cd collection. Every cd I purchased from the age of 17. Every free album or cd single I got my hands on during my radio career to this point. A $50 special edition Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon re-issue with a double disc package; today you’d laugh at spending that much money on a double disc music release. Literally buckets of music.
Unless I want to rent a storage locker, there’s not much choice but to get rid of these space hogs (intentional band reference). Most of my favourites have been dubbed into iTunes and disseminated to all my iPods, pads and phones. So maybe it’s time to ditch these relics, right?
When I posted a comment on Facebook on how I was planning to ditch these anchors, to make room for Lisa, the response was overwhelming.
So many private messages from people wanting to take them off my hands. People even offering me what I would consider to be good money for them.
Maybe I’d underestimated the medium or the power of physically holding the album in your hands. It could be a compliment to my taste in music and if it is then I’ll take it!
Sometimes you’ll put something absolutely trivial in your own world on Facebook and your friend list will give you the answer you are looking for.
I’ve decided to keep my CD collection. If for nothing but nostalgia reasons. Ok, also for copyright infringement reasons too. It turns out that copying an album to your computer and then giving it away is technically stealing. Not that you’d get caught doing that; in this day and age, there are bigger fish to fry in the piracy world. Call it reverse psychology, or whatever, but seeing how many people wanted my music made me want it more. Like in high school, when your first girlfriend has a new guy and you get jealous for no reason.
Where are they going to fit? We have no idea. Possibly another elaborate storage system install.
Wish me luck!