I was pretty upset when I discovered a few months ago that I had, substantially, lost all my music. Something actually worse than merely having all the files erased: for some reason I still don’t understand, my files had been corrupted (it seems) at random. Some of them you could play fine all the way through, some would stop in the middle of the song, some wouldn’t even start playing… A nightmare.
First, I had to find an automated way to detect corrupt files and either detect the cause or make sure no new files were getting corrupted every day. (The latter happened, so as of today I still don’t know how my library got spoiled.) Then, I had to build a new library from the remains of the previous one.
But my point is that this accident turned out to be a chance for me. A chance to give some thoughts to the way I listen to music, and discover how much I have been conditioned (yes, in the Pavlov understanding) by the iPod/iTunes way to listen to music. These are the thoughts I want to share today.
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