Jessie & I did the 21st century version of "listening to records" tonight. We pulled up iTunes and exploited their bandwidth listening to 30 second clips in nearly ever genre known to man (zydeco, even). At one point, she wanted to quit. There were just too many songs to sort through, she suggested. I explained how it wasn't my fault that technology had given us the world's supply of music. With that, we continued on -- even buying one or two.
Is it the least bit odd that Bohemian Rhapsody (Queen) and From This Moment On (Shania Twain with Bryan White) are side by side in my "purchased music" folder?