I didn't mean to build a homelab, I just wanted my music back
Traveling with music was always a cumbersome affair. Cassettes fluttered, CDs skipped, and choosing a dozen albums for a trip meant leaving dozens more behind. Then there's the one you have to exclude because Peter Gabriel signed it.
As soon as Fraunhofer's MP3 codec hit me like a brick in the mid-1990s, I knew that one day I'd carry my entire music collection around in my pocket. That prediction turned out to be correct, although not quite in the way I imagined. What I hadn't seen coming was the way ownership, control and dependence would quietly shift beneath my feet.
The iPod was the first glimpse of that future. A Walkman with instant track access and no moving parts to skip or flutter. We weren't quite there yet – my music collection was several times larger than the storage available on most portable players – but for the first time...
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