I Can Kill You With My Brain

Back in January, I purchased a new iPod because I had just about filled up my current iPod.  While I still had room for the occasional new disc that I would get, I didn’t have any room for my much more eclectic back catalog of music.  With the exception of the bands that I’m still listening to, barely anything that I listened to in high school and college was on my iPod.

Despite getting the new iPod nearly 4 months ago, I finally started ripping those older CDs onto the computer and then up to the iPod the other night.  A weekend adventure with a significant amount of time in the car with my girlfriend led to the discovery that even though I have the music, a lot of the music that we both like was not on my iPod.  That was the motivation I needed to finally tackle the chore of putting a few dozen more discs onto my new iPod.  I knew it was going to be a task, but I didn’t realize it was going to be such an eye-opener.

I have a lot of music that I didn’t realize I had.  I have a lot of M.C. Hammer discs.  Ditto on D.J. Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince.  I have the extremely popular (at one time) Ace of Base disc.  I have a whole bunch of compilation CDs from some local radio personalities that I can no longer stand to listen to.  I have more country CDs than I thought I did.  I have a Celine Dion album.

And for the most part, they are all going on the iPod.  I liked them at one time and I probably still like something about them now.  If anything, I can listen to the songs and treat them as “blast from the past” moments.  The nostalgia will run thick as I listen to the same tunes that helped me to get through the more formative years of my life.  And who doesn’t want to reminisce about the fun times and awkwardness of adolescence and puberty?