iRiver, I love you

Here's why I love my new iRiver 20 gig mp3 player, which I bought a couple of months ago in the midst of that body transformation contest I was in: I have an incredible wealth of music available at any given moment. For example, I was rereading High Fidelity on the bus today:

'What's next?'

'"Little Latin Lupe Lu".'

I groan.

'Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels?' Dick asks.

'No. the Righteous Brothers.' You can hear the defensiveness in Barry's voice. He has obviously never heard the Mitch Ryder version.

But I have. And a click later, I am listening to it again: Talkin 'bout my baby/ Ahhh, Latin Lupe Lu /She's a high flyin' baby / Ain't no dance she couldn't do.

Magnificent. The Righteous Brothers can eat me -- Mitch Ryder rules. And so does my iRiver.