Our iLives

February 9th, 2009 § 0

Musings on the iPod craze and the little things that happen so organically, we won’t even notice until we’re looking back.

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People share moments of silence. Photo by Adobemac.

We gradually loose our hearing, from headbangin to metal, not working in a factory.

We gradually loose our hearing, from headbanging to metal or reciting rap. Everyone is mildly deaf by the age of 25. Photo by Camila.

We grow weary of carrying CD players and only three CDs. Now we want 300. But we still have "nothing new to listen to".

We grow weary of carrying CD players and only three CDs. Now we have 30,000 songs. But we still have “nothing new to listen to”. Photo by Wiseacre.

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The concept of mixtapes for lovers and friends are demolished, the relics are hanging next to vinyl records and are being used for necklaces. Photo by i*heart*sensibleshoes.

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News, as we know it, is changing every second. Media, that old dinosaur, is either breathing its’ last exhale or its’ first inhale of hope. Photo by Scorpions and Centaurs.

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Strangers stop swapping stories in transit and listen to them instead. Does this still classify as expanding our views? Photo by Davemee.

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