maota mga musika!
I'm holding it in my hands, the exact size as you see here. So in preparation of filling it's 1000 song capacity, I asked my dad to do me a favor and borrow some CDs from the library and copy them. Among my long list and the first things he uploaded were Macy Gray, Jay Z, and Fatboy Slim. His exact words on the other end of the telephone line when he called to tell me that he had copied the music were "Maota mga musika!" roughly translating to "Such ugly music!" I laughed and offered the cause: You're just old! He laughed back at me and confessed that Macy Gray was not bad, but the rest was, what the hell kind of music anyway? Similarly, the moment my mother hears hip-hop/rap music, she tells me "Di ma na kanta, puro balikas!" - it's all swearing, not singing, as she catches the clear f-words and nothing much else in the frenzy of the rhythm. I wonder if someday, when my own son asks me to get him music for his brain-inserted music module, I'll be saying the same things about his musical preferences. 1000 songs is a lot. But we'll see as I've knocked off 1 GB already and I'm just getting started.
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