Arriving at the Future
“I’m free to roll up the door, twist a key, and drive one of those vintage cars wherever I want.” We were hanging out in my friend’s shop one night after work last week while he worked on his ’67 Chevy truck. On that evening, the soundtrack of choice was ’80s rock, which soon tickled our nostalgic senses, triggering a volley of stories from that period when we were both in our teens messing around with then already well-worn ’60s and early ’70s cars. It struck me that the classic tunes were flowing from an online streaming source through Bluetoothlinked speakers, and that the platform was able to tailor the mix of tracks based on what it perceived about my friend’s preferences. And it was doing a good job of continuing to…