My Airport Express arrived today, and it’s great. I’m typing this on my laptop, sitting on the sofa in the living room, listening to music on the stereo. But the music playing on the stereo is also coming from the laptop, which means that when the phone rang a moment ago, I just hit a couple of keys to pause iTunes. (I recommend Butler for that, BTW). Remember those old days when you had to find a remote control?
So here I sit, rather bemused as I look at the bookcase full of CDs. All of my music is on my hard disk, and while it may be a little while before I’m happy to invest heavily in music which has no physical incarnation, I do now think of CDs as archival storage. It’s been a while since I actually had to open a CD case for the purpose of listening to the music inside. The iPod lives in the car, and the Airport lives in the sitting room. When I’m in the study, I have speakers plugged into the laptop via USB. I even find that I’m not listening to the radio as much as I used to, because all the programs I want are on the BBC or NPR websites and I can hear them whenever I want to.
Now that you’re staggering under the overwhelming flood of coolness emanating from my lifestyle, I can reveal that I’m actually listening to Boney M….