We’re all quite old, aren’t we?
That “we,” of course, means those of you who, along with me, experienced the mixtape as something other than a piece of dialog in a Tarantino film, and remember when $200 got you a thing you could hold in your hand that played music, as opposed to a thing that plays music and makes phonecalls and writes short or long letters to your friends and colleagues and is also a rolodex and a compass and a chronograph and a camera and a candle.
Today, we can buy any app we need to feel young (at heart, in mind, of body…)
They don’t love the weight and the warble
They resent the heft and the hiss
And they don’t understand how the choices work.












