It has been over for a while now, but I have only recently begun to feel like I can talk about it.
We were together a long time, which is what made ending it so difficult. Me and Analog had some great times together, but no more. Sure, we still see each other from time to time, but it isn’t the same. She is as warm as ever, always giving me back more than I put in. But lately she seems a little high maintenance. Those rituals we had just to make music together really wore me down. I know my friends liked her. Some of them still do. But sometimes you have to move on. Sure, I had been cheating on her for years. At first it was just a little fling once in awhile . . . she was a “comp buddy,” if I may be crude. Now she is my new love.
Her name is Digital.
I will admit that what first made her attractive to me was that she was cheap, and a little dirty, too. But she has changed. She has become more sophisticated. I am not ashamed to be seen in public with her anymore. She filled the void that Analog left when she got so needy. Digital never asked for anything. She was always there, always ready, always willing to give me another track and never punish me with crosstalk. Gone were the nights spent lying awake listening to Analog’s timecode bleed.
This would have all been good — a perfect dalliance. She doesn’t ask much of me, I don’t ask much of her, very simple. But then our relationship grew. Digital began improving herself. It was little things at first, but I could sense that she was really trying to please me. I began to return the favor, opening myself up to her. Trusting her with more and more of my life. Analog continued to grow more distant. Days stretched into weeks, and then months without seeing her at the studio. Meanwhile Digital always had time for me, and she was learning what I liked. She began to provide me with all the good features of my relationship with Analog, but with none of the hassles. She didn’t make me take her to expensive places. We could work all day together and never leave the house. She hardly ever asked for expensive gifts and accessories, while it seemed like Analog was asking me for a couple hundred bucks every 16 minutes or so.
Now we are happy together, me and Digital. I admit I have trouble keeping up with her sometimes. She’s so young, she’s still changing and growing, always wanting to try new things. I know I sound like a guy going through a midlife crisis, but I feel like Digital is keeping me young too. Do I miss Analog? Sure I do, she was my first love. We were together over 20 years. I worry about her now, that she will have trouble finding someone to take care of her. I will always be there for her but I can’t give her all the attention she needs. It took me a long time to get over Analog. I will always remember the good times. I even let her keep the MRL I gave her, to remind her of how we were always in perfect alignment when we were together. Once. But no more.