My newish iPod is trying to communicate with me, I fear. The last three songs it has played in shuffle mode are No Date by Vicki, This Loneliness by El Perro Del Marm, and, ultimately, Saturn by Xiu Xiu - which contains the lines:

"George, when it comes to bedtime my sweetness will not go to waste
i will shoot this arrow right up anus and you'll taste what we taste"

Several times in the past I have had the sensations that my iPods have really known me. What I like, and furthermore what I am like That they were reading my mind when they played exactly which of the songs I wanted to hear at any given time. Honestly, I felt a little loved. Over the weekend I met a really nice woman who kept jokingly referring to her iPhone as her guy-phone and I could totally relate. These past iPods really knew how to please me. This new guy, "Relations," however is the first that has directly tried to tell me something. It's something dark and quite frankly a little conflicted. Something that I am not fully sure how to handle. I try to love it like those in the past - but now I wonder if i have led it down a path from which neither one of us will ever recover. I mean iPods start out fresh and pure, right? I made it this way? Right?

Thank goodness that track 9 in this horror mix was I Love Being Alive by Lucky Dragons because believe you me, I skipped ahead to that.

Right now it is playing Daisy May's Lonesome Song.

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