You Are What You Rip
Apropos of our recent blogversation about the contents of our mp3 players (Mike apparently plays “air mp3″), here’s an article our paper picked up from the San Francisco Chronicle about how our mp3 playlists, like an Internet Explorer security flaw, may be an unguarded window into our souls.
To obfuscate, some are placing music onto their players that they never intend to listen to, like buying furniture for a room that you never sit in except when in-laws are in town. As one guy said:
Christopher Breen, editor in chief of Playlist, a San Francisco magazine covering the digital-music scene, said he keeps his own library in pristine condition.
It’s similar to when “your mother tells you always to wear clean underwear because you never know if you’re going to end up in the emergency room,” he said. “Now you have to worry if someone sees you have ‘Me and You and a Dog Named Boo’ in your music collection.”
