Because,

I have subscribed to Spotify, the service that allows me unlimited access to 15 million songs directly from the site.  The effect is identical to having spent $15 million in the iTunes store, along with the hardware firepower to store it keep all this at my fingertips, and the currently non-existent technology to make this staggering amount of storage small enough for my front jeans pocket.

Spotify has blown open my music listening possibilities, and made any excitement over “the cloud” seem outdated and silly, before it’s even landed. Not sure I’ll ever go on the Amazon cloud again to listen to the (great) Kurt Vile album I bought and saved there.  I used the Spotify site to create a 4-hour playlist of music from my 2003 WGSU rotation, which plays in the order that it would have played on the air, according to the hourly schedule we followed back then.

It’s a brilliant way to pay to experience music both old and new (Last Splash, Deleted Scenes), familiar and foreign (Neko Case, Maxinquaye), chic and pedestrian (Roxy Music, The Offspring), and it has changed everything about my music listening.  It will take the rest of my being some time to catch up.