The Effing Sony Jukebox
I hate it. It holds 400 Cds so husband decides this is the weekend to set it up with all my CDs which he is organizing in a manner where *he* will be able to locate them. I, on the other hand, will probably never see or hear them again.
I have relapsed if that's possible...higher fever, worse cough --weak as a pup lying on the couch while he breaks open my jewel cases and cuts up my liner notes. He is cruelly dismembering my CDs and I can't get him to stop...he is hell bent on programming all my CDs into the effing Sony Jukebox all the while saying how much I will like it when he's finished.
He doesn't even know what genre to file them under but that doesn't stop him. (I caught him putting the soundtrack to Bridges of Madison County under show music!!!)
He is tediously and laboriously entering them into the Jukebox - not by a keyboard, but by a single knob that he turns left and turns right as if her were breaking into a safe. Clicking away...he is making great progress, about 2 CDs per hour.
I lay on the couch, half dead...too weak to protest. He tells me he will show me how to find all my music later. Sure.
He hasn't put in any classical music, because as he said, he wants to be able to listen to it and use another CD player. Nice. I also would like to be able to locate and listen to my music...(I don't know why we call classical his music and all other music my music but that's how it's done in my house.)
What makes the whole thing worse is the effing jukebox was a Christmas gift to me from him! I never asked for it nor did I want it. I have a 6 CD player which I can put on random and get a nice mix of songs. Now that one has been dismantled and my CDs are hidden forever into the vast hole of the effing Sony jukebox 400 CD storage player.
It goes against my sensibilities to have Jazz next to Rock next to Broadway music. He says it doesn't matter because once he's through programming the effing juke box ( 2008?) I will be able to sort by title, genre or artist.
What he doesn't know is I locate by CD graphics...I see the jewel box cover and for the most part, remember what songs are on the CD. Now I will have flip through 300 CD pockets to take tweezers to extricate the liner notes (they are jammed in tight in the 300 CD zippered case, or go to computer programming school to figure out how to locate what I want via the effing jukebox's computer search.
No wonder why I have a fever and feel faint. My CD world has crumbled apart and I was so completely happy with the way I used to have my CDs and now I'm miserable.
I feel ire and fire emanating from my pores. I hate the effing Sony Jukebox and I'm so mad I should count to ten and take deep breaths, but when I breathe deeply I cough deeply and for a prolonged period of time.
I am hoping that by venting here I will be able to recover my composure. I hate it when someone messes with my music and I hate the effing Sony Jukebox. Don't get one unless you don't care what you listen to and are content to live your life as if you are in someone else's house listening to their choice of music.
Crabby? I sound crabby? Well, maybe I am after 12 days of flu symptoms and absolutely no way to find Simone singing Bessa me mucho....or Billy Swan singing, I can help or Crista Ludwig singing Mon Coeur S'ouvre a ta voix.
You can mess with my kitchen, you can mess with my car, but don't mess with my CDs.
I'm going back to the couch, I do feel a bit better after venting.
Thanks for listening, and if you take one thing away from today's rant, please let it be this: Do not buy an effing Sony 400 Cd player!
I hate it. It holds 400 Cds so husband decides this is the weekend to set it up with all my CDs which he is organizing in a manner where *he* will be able to locate them. I, on the other hand, will probably never see or hear them again.
I have relapsed if that's possible...higher fever, worse cough --weak as a pup lying on the couch while he breaks open my jewel cases and cuts up my liner notes. He is cruelly dismembering my CDs and I can't get him to stop...he is hell bent on programming all my CDs into the effing Sony Jukebox all the while saying how much I will like it when he's finished.
He doesn't even know what genre to file them under but that doesn't stop him. (I caught him putting the soundtrack to Bridges of Madison County under show music!!!)
He is tediously and laboriously entering them into the Jukebox - not by a keyboard, but by a single knob that he turns left and turns right as if her were breaking into a safe. Clicking away...he is making great progress, about 2 CDs per hour.
I lay on the couch, half dead...too weak to protest. He tells me he will show me how to find all my music later. Sure.
He hasn't put in any classical music, because as he said, he wants to be able to listen to it and use another CD player. Nice. I also would like to be able to locate and listen to my music...(I don't know why we call classical his music and all other music my music but that's how it's done in my house.)
What makes the whole thing worse is the effing jukebox was a Christmas gift to me from him! I never asked for it nor did I want it. I have a 6 CD player which I can put on random and get a nice mix of songs. Now that one has been dismantled and my CDs are hidden forever into the vast hole of the effing Sony jukebox 400 CD storage player.
It goes against my sensibilities to have Jazz next to Rock next to Broadway music. He says it doesn't matter because once he's through programming the effing juke box ( 2008?) I will be able to sort by title, genre or artist.
What he doesn't know is I locate by CD graphics...I see the jewel box cover and for the most part, remember what songs are on the CD. Now I will have flip through 300 CD pockets to take tweezers to extricate the liner notes (they are jammed in tight in the 300 CD zippered case, or go to computer programming school to figure out how to locate what I want via the effing jukebox's computer search.
No wonder why I have a fever and feel faint. My CD world has crumbled apart and I was so completely happy with the way I used to have my CDs and now I'm miserable.
I feel ire and fire emanating from my pores. I hate the effing Sony Jukebox and I'm so mad I should count to ten and take deep breaths, but when I breathe deeply I cough deeply and for a prolonged period of time.
I am hoping that by venting here I will be able to recover my composure. I hate it when someone messes with my music and I hate the effing Sony Jukebox. Don't get one unless you don't care what you listen to and are content to live your life as if you are in someone else's house listening to their choice of music.
Crabby? I sound crabby? Well, maybe I am after 12 days of flu symptoms and absolutely no way to find Simone singing Bessa me mucho....or Billy Swan singing, I can help or Crista Ludwig singing Mon Coeur S'ouvre a ta voix.
You can mess with my kitchen, you can mess with my car, but don't mess with my CDs.
I'm going back to the couch, I do feel a bit better after venting.
Thanks for listening, and if you take one thing away from today's rant, please let it be this: Do not buy an effing Sony 400 Cd player!
posted by mary bishop | 10:55 AM
11 Comments:
You'd be better off ripping everything to your computer and getting an ipod or other digital player. You can then have everything catorgorized any way you want and you can play it through your stereo or your car or with headphones. Plus youcan make playlists.
Tell him to return that dinsaur and start ripping your cd's to the computer!
Tell him to return that dinosaur and start ripping your cd's to the computer! says sonic...
I'm going to tell him,dammit all! Thanks for the advice.
Oh my gosh! My sympathies are with you! I would have been mad as all hell if somebody tried to mess with my CDs! I like my music just so... and no other way will do!
I'm glad I'm not the only one who would be mad if someone started arranging their CDs - even if it's a better way.
One thing for sure, if and when he's done, and if and when I find out how to sort and find my Cds...if I should find it is working well and I was wrong, I will publicly apologize to husband. If not, he will forever be blog branded as a CD decimator.
We programmed in all our CDs to our Sony Jukebox and one day when we turned it on all the programing had disapeared. Be careful!!
anon...you are giving me agita at the thought of losing a whole weekend's worth of CD programming...but I did read this before on some site. So once programmed it isn't fail safe that the info will remain in tact? Husband will commite hari kari if this happens.
OMG: Wouldn't that be just great? He spends hours ignoring the ill one in need, to program a cd jukebox, to have it all disappear in a wink. Ooooh, that would be divine injustice!
Poor baby...i like the ipod idea too, but the old fashioned CD player w/speakers is still just so fun to blast. CD rips rarely have the same quality as the original.
OMG: Wouldn't that be just great? He spends hours ignoring the ill one in need, to program a cd jukebox, to have it all disappear in a wink. Ooooh, that would be divine injustice!
Poor baby...i like the ipod idea too, but the old fashioned CD player w/speakers is still just so fun to blast. CD rips rarely have the same quality as the original.
huh? WHY'd that happen?
Hey LB...it happened to me too..I don't know why either but I had about 6 of the same responses. I also edited a post and then lost the whole post!
I came back the enxt day and tried again and up popped the lost post. You have to love techonology!
G says-- Go read the manual yourself and learn how to use all the features.
Gee G, Geesus! Have you forgotten that I am tech moron? an IT idiot?
I can't read the manual that came with my new microwave. I can read it, but that doesn't mean I learn anything from it -- I still can't use the new micro and long for the old one I had that I could use.
I like your positive attitude though...
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