Dearly beloved, we are gathered here not to mourn a fall, but to celebrate a life.
It is a source of great sadness in our collective existence that we all must face an inevitable end. This assured, eventual end is one of the only certainties we are afforded in our short span of consciousness, and one not to be taken lightly. Lives lived well, and lives lived otherwise alike, cease to be. Only a handful are fortunate enough to do so with grace, dignity, and after their time. One such fortunate being is no longer with us. Today, we bid farewell to something that has accompanied us in our lives through times of peace, through times of war, through the moments of our most triumphant victories, and even in our darkest hours.
I myself remember the first time I laid eyes on you on that fateful 2009 Christmas. Nothing but a rosy cheeked babe, so full of angst, blinded by both naivety and disgusting scene fringe. We embarked on countless aural campaigns, from the days of Fall Out Boy, Bring Me The Horizon, and Panic! At the Disco, to the days of Linkin Park, Matchbox Twenty, and Red Hot Chilli Peppers, my rebirth in Pond, Queens of the Stone Age, and Lana Del Rey, to where I am today; A$AP Mob, Diplo, and $uicideboys. Where I’ll be tomorrow is anyone’s guess. What I do know is that I never would have gotten here without you.
Your legacy endures to this day, and will continue to do so for generations to come. Because let’s face it… we might die, but capitalism sure as Hell won’t, and Apple is its most devoted disciple. You revolutionized the way we consume the soundtrack of our emotions during pensive public transport commutes, and the way we play background music to get our freak on. To you iPod Nano’s and Shuffles, I say, life well lived. We soared higher than Father Jobs could have ever conceived possible, hand in hand until the final play.
It’s time for us to unclick the repeat function of this playlist, slip our devices under our pillows, and call it for a night as we shuffle into the vast unknown.