“Every movie ever made, in every language, any time, day or night”, and software so badass we wouldn’t care that we didn’t have flying cars yet.

In 2000, I was wishing for a way to carry around what I thought of, in my high school sophomore, Beat poetry-loving, purple corduroy pants-wearing way, as ‘the soundtrack to my life’–any song that popped into my head, whenever I wanted it, without having to swap CDs out of my Sony Discman. (The first-ever iPod came out in October 2001.)