Monday, April 20, 2009

The year of the squeeze-box



Ian is such a copy-cat. I bought my Italian piano accordion on Trade Me just before Christmas. Ian bought his gadget, called the squeeze-box, several months later.

Each squeeze-box has its plusses and minusses.

Mine reliably makes noise - we never have to reboot the media server or muck about while it looks for ip addresses...

His doesn't smell musty... well, why should it? It didn't arrive in an antique and very dodgy suitcase.

You might say that when his makes noise, it's gorgeous in all its digital clarity. Claudia would say that when mine makes noise, it's hideous. I think she's being harsh - it takes time to master! But it sure is loud, I have to agree. And it doesn't serve up radio stations from Paris and the US.

Still, I cling to the vision of being able to lead the sing-along at the beach, or on the house-boat. Ian will only be able to use his machine in this way if he's organised a satellite connection to his media server. I suppose it's only a matter of time; and yet - for reliability - I choose mine any day.