One time enabler/world opener/escape portal/gateway drug (though in silver). Part of me misses the simplicity, necessary focus and necessitated hunt for new music: the thrill of mail-ordered tapes arriving from faraway lands and labels, and of taking a risk on a band seen in a skateboarding video (RHCP), reviewed in NME (Stone Roses), or glimpsed as a backing track to the previous night's late weather report on TV (Lush). All hunted, all found, all loved.
Thank you Walkman II, with your wonderful double headphone jack.




















