(satire)
if i’m listening to vox and alastor flirting in song then you can bet the whole train is going to be listening to it too.
Bunch of media apps and whatnot have a share feature to allow someone to listen to what you’re listening to from their own device, but a few of them are advertising it with people physically hanging out together using it. Man, if they are ij the same room and have their own headphones, they can just connect their headphones to my phone and we both listen to the song at the same time from the same player. AFAIK, there’s not really a limit to how many devices you can connect via bluetooth. I know you can get at least 3 headphone sets going on mine before it starts to lag a bit.
The reason it exists primarily is so that music venues and museums and such can provide broadcast audio for accessibility and just in general without requiring people to use their janky headsets from the 80s. Once it exists and is actually in the hardware for the Bluetooth chips, the work to plug together a UI for it is relatively small for what looks like a big feature.
It also has some pretty good power savings over actually pairing a device, since neither device is looking for return communication to any significant degree, and it’s geared for not giving the headphones device control in the way that a paired device gets.
Overall it’s a good innovation, but not the most clear to market how you’ll use it every day.
Finally everyome will know how cultured I am (“femur breaker 10 hours”)
Same energy:
There are so many open devices in my apartment building, but none of my neighbors are a problem so I don’t have the impetus to really explore my options. It’s a shame.
On infinite repeat.
I would go for the evergreen: Never Gonna Give You Up!
Baby shark do do do do.
There’s a trap remix that’s actually tolerable.
Do you have a link?
What’s New Pussycat for an hour, then It’s Not Unusual, then What’s New Pussycat for another hour
Salt and Pepper Diner—John Mulaney
Ohh you touch my tra la la…
Gunther!
I have a country song by a death metal band queued.
the only time my mom hated pbs
Evil to even mention.
Eye of the Tiger and/or Final Countdown on repeat coming up.
Best to use this power for good:
Play “Indian Love Call” and find out how many Martians were on the train.
Rookie mistake. Eyeryone knows you’re supposed to play Pepper Coyote’s Blast Radius when you have this opportunity.
