It's 9:20 p.m. on a recent Wednesday. P.Vo, known by day as Paul Vodra, is the first of 21 DJs -- ahead of Seeking Irony and Weird Curves -- who will play at this city's version of an iPod DJ party. On this night, the most popular MP3 player, the iPod, serves as the lounge's source of music, roughly three songs at a time. No turntables. No vinyl. Bring an iPod. Be the DJ. Please sign your DJ name on the white board in the front.
The iPod Jukebox night, held at Cafe Saint-Ex every second Wednesday of the month, attracts mostly white-collar types in their twenties and thirties who heard about it from a friend of a friend, or read about it in a link to a blog...Cafe Saint-Ex doesn't host the only iPod DJ night -- add the Hi Hat Lounge & Garage on the East Side of Milwaukee, APT in New York City's meatpacking district and Tonic Room in Chicago's Lincoln Park area, among others, to the growing list.
- From Downloaded and Ready to Rock: iPod Nights Turn Amateurs Into Digital DJs at D.C. Club, in yesterday's Washington Post.
This worries me a little. A few days ago, I read an article somewhere about people plugging in their earpods and tuning out of the world on buses, in the subway, in waiting rooms, or wherever they are. Apple is The Matrix. Imagine if an advertiser could infect your computer or iPod with a virus that inserts subliminal messages into all of your mp3s, which are shared with other iPodders, and so on. Or maybe "they're" already doing it, and "they" are Apple, and the message is "you need an iPod...you need an iPod..." If the X-Files were still around, Chris Carter would have created a stellar episode on the iPodnomenon. I ramble. It's okay, it's the digital age.