Two hours has passed and my iPod was already complaining and nagging me the fact that there’s only 20% of juices is left of it. Strewn across the table in front of me were pairs and pairs of headphones, I sat with my body leaned forward, eyes shut and focusing attentively to the aural stimuli that’s being channelled from the headphones. Every two minutes or so, I’d open my eyes again and flicking through the long list of songs on my playlist, thinking of the next song that I should choose to challenge the sound drivers.
And yes, I was auditioning my next pair of headphones, and I was sitting there like an American Idol judge seeking out the next star performer.
It’s really unfathomable to me that I’d becoming …Continue Reading (768 words, 4 minute read)