jukebox(es)


Chad has gotten most of our CDs put into “Mother”, (the big as my butt firewire drive Santa brought him).

11,402 songs occupies 86.95GB of space. I wanted good quality that still had sensible space savings… and I don’t trust Apple’s Lossless format so I set Chad’s iTunes to import music as 256kbps MP3s).

With a couple of trips saved to the Smoke shop – we now had the extra cash to buy an AirPort Express.

Setting it up yesterday afternoon drove Kevin nuts… Not necessarily because it was difficult – he was just trying too hard….

Once he hit postal stage – I took a whack at it and had it all running in ten minutes… Of course… I don’t know what I’m doing. Apple stuff seems to be like that… Don’t fight it. Just click the pretty button and let it do what it does – don’t over think it.

Nonetheless – I can now sit in the front of the house, access Mother in the back room on the old G4 and listen to my selections broadcast on the stereo…

friggin Buck Rodgers.

Eleven-thousand songs on random is also a real mind-trip…. Songs have been coming up on the playlist that I haven’t heard in years.

Nothing like sitting down and listening to a set that goes from Erasure, to Van Halen, to RENT to Aboriginal music.

Nothing like not blogging about pedestrian consumer technology like it’s some great breakthrough.