![]() A Pandora feature called Thumbprint Radio, billed as “a uniquely personal station inspired by all of your thumbs up,” felt like a reunion with an acquaintance I had not seen in years all her recollections of me were true, but of a former self. Logging on to Pandora, I discovered, amid its virtual dust-caked shelves wrapped in a modern interface, a record of my twentysomething sensibilities and existential anxieties.Īt the very bottom of this chronologically ordered shelf were “Frou Frou Radio” and “The Way I Am Radio,” stations that I had apparently created in 2009, languishing under 36 other stations I had created and curated between 20. I was curious about the ways in which the music service I once depended on for my daily personal soundscape had changed. ![]() While navigating the rush-hour press of tired bodies on the subway - with buds in my ears, like almost every other commuter that evening - I stumbled upon a podcast segment detailing how Pandora’s new CEO plans to revive the struggling music service. The nostalgia machine in my brain went into overdrive several weeks ago when I decided to log on to Pandora Radio after a three-year hiatus.
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