When we all get on a bit and drag out our dusty CD collection for a nostalgic listen, we'll inevitably ask ourselves: "Where was I when I first heard that song?" And it seems increasingly that the answer will involve sitting at a flickering monitor, connected to Napster, with a half-downloaded MP3 chirping through those tinny speakers. Sad? Or just progress? Does it take some of the romanticism out of listening? Discuss.
― Mitch Surnamewitheld, Monday, 5 February 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)