Shelf Life


Posted in book review, books by Shelf Life on January 6, 2010

Wicked is how I would describe my reading shit for the past month. I got hold a book I fancied because of one thing close to my heart, music.

“I Pod, Therefore I am:Thinking inside the white box” by Dylan Jones was a trip through decades of music describing the transitions and fads and the things that really mattered in music. From his early days as a vinyl record collector to tapes, to CDs, MP3s, and itunes and all the techie shit that I do not freaking understand, Jones masterfully drew a time line of music close to my generation.

Glam rock, Roxy music, David Bowie, The Clash, Pistols, new romantic, new wave, punk, and every music culture in the fringes. He explained it just how I would like to tell stories of my experiences experiencing these music that was integral to my development, if there is development, as a human being. his passion towards music was translated in his lifestyle as a music writer in magazines famous in the United Kingdom. He did met thousands of musicians and how it affected him.

His continuous praise of the apple IPOd, Steve Job, and everything that constitute the success of IPOD is however a bit annoying for my comfort. But hell, the book’s title itself would not hide the glorification of the Ipod. It is interesting to note though the story of Steve Jobs and his ways and his genius.

Another point of interest is how Dylan Jones showed the egalitarian nature of the IPOD as it does not discriminate the music it will play once you put it in shuffle mode. Why it reminded me of my days when I keep in secret some music that I listen to like Madonna, Prince, The Romantics and other Top 40 hits because the music one listens too defines the person, then, I think. Punk, New wave, preppy, metalheads, and the bagets type with JC Bonnin and Ramon Christopher dancing to Growing up by Gary Valenciano. But with the Ipod, your defined coolest song can be played besides the music skeleton in your closet.

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