A Clash of Eras

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Pictured, my venerable old iPod Classic, which has been going for I would guess a decade now. Whilst I understand the motivation behind Apple's abandoning the format, I can't help the feeling that something special was laid to waste in their focus on the iPhone as the single point of contact for all of one's life and the media that feed it. There was something nice about the compartmentalisation of of one's life experiences into separate 'feeds', before everything became homogenised into the blob we call existence presently. Anyhow, I've been acutely aware that the underlying tech that underpins the survival of the thousands of tunes and classical and radical music on this wonderful piece of kit is inherently prone to eventual failure - battery, hard drive and so on - and so I decided today to bite the bullet and back it up to the ancient copy of iTunes on my equally ancient MacBook Pro [the previous iTunes having been wiped some years previously]. What a bloody process, and what a bloody pain, but I managed it; wiped and updated the iPod, and put my music back on the thing; so now I have my several thousand wildly eclectic tunes safe in two places. The next step is to make a third and fourth backup on separate drives/devices to belt & braces the whole affair. What I have found impossible thus far is to copy my iTunes library to my iPhone 16 Pro, which is several generations ahead of both my Mac and the iPod Classic. Hey ho...  

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