iTunes 7, I was excited for you. Pumped, you may even say. I was overjoyed to download you, and loved your clean lines and spiffy content. I even defended you when others encountered problems. Problems which, I had not been aware, were quietly thwarting my own precious library.
You analyzed playback information. On a regular basis, at regular intervals, you crawled across my library, arbitrarily choosing 60 of my songs to undermine. Then, they ceased to play.
I was unoffended, assuming it was a small bug, until you attacked my Panic! at the Disco and Norah Jones. Then, I was incensed, suddenly spurred to find a drastic solution. With one eye on my Ouran soundtrack, another hovering over my external hard drive, I discovered this miracle tip:
http://macslash.org/comments.pl?sid=6335&op=&threshold=
0&commentsort=0&mode=thread&pid=112819 (split up so it would stop running off the page)
and proceeded to follow directions (improvising where…I decided to, basically) until, triumphant and indeed victorious, I emerged from the smoke with iTunes 6.0.5 (and consequently the green music note icon, which I’d always preferred anyway) and restored from my hard drive my library. My entire library. Including “But It’s Better When We Do” and “Those Sweet Words.”
The lesson learned? You cannot stop me. You cannot stop “mamer-retrogamer.” You cannot stop music.
If music be the food of love, play on; give me excess of it.
No truer words, Orsino. No truer words.
In all my glory,
Mata ashita.
