if an iPod were a person …
THE other day it occured to me that there are some distinct similarities between people and iPods. And I am just like my iPod.
What the?
I know, just go with me on this one.
I don’t mean small, metallic and blue. Well, maybe small. But not metallic and blue. What I mean is this little 21st century entertainment device symbolises so much more than a lump of metal that stores and plays music and video.
It’s a metphor for a life journey
A brand new iPod is protected from outside influences by its packaging and wrapping. It has all the required parts of a fully-functioning iPod, but it is yet to receive the information that will make it work. It’s pristine. It’s perfect. Not a mark on it.
When removed from its packaging, it is exposed to the influences which will shape its music library. Its owner’s tastes and preferences are hammered into it and it probably plays the same music over and over again.
But its library can be wiped clean. An iPod, just like a person, can have a fresh slate. A new sound. A fresh outlook. A new attitude. More reggae. Less hip-hop. Or vice-versa.
People can change as quickly as music tastes change and their whole history can be wiped clean for a fresh start. As with an iPod, a person’s history is not their future.
What’s your soundtrack?
The “music” inside me (my talents, skills, passions, dreams) are as varied as the music in my iPod. Now it’s just a case of giving them all some airtime.
What music will I choose today?
