On the first night of my first year of college, I opened my graduation gift PowerBook, plugged in my school-provided ethernet cable, and launched iTunes.
This was the Rip. Mix. Burn. era of digital music. iTunes was the center of my world. I spent hours in the app listening to songs and updating the tags on MP3s so my music could be as cleanly organized as possible. I made playlists that lumped tracks together by producer, by session musicians, by samples used. I knew every note in my library and every pixel of the program. But that night on campus, I saw something I had never seen...
