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This is of interest to any iPod owner.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A16540-2003Dec19.html
Battery And Assault
When His iPod Died, This Music Lover Tackled Apple. Stay Tuned.
By Hank Stuever
Washington Post Staff Writer
Saturday, December 20, 200
Casey Neistat is a 22-year-old multimedia artist who lives in Lower
Manhattan, so it almost goes without saying that he's got an Apple iPod,
and that he loves it, because what young, self-respecting multimedia artist
in Lower Manhattan doesn't these days?
But his love was tested when his iPod went cold, and he could not bring it
back to life.
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washingtonpost.com
Battery And Assault
When His iPod Died, This Music Lover Tackled Apple. Stay Tuned.
By Hank Stuever
Washington Post Staff Writer
Saturday, December 20, 2003; Page C01
Casey Neistat is a 22-year-old multimedia artist who lives in Lower
Manhattan, so it almost goes without saying that he's got an Apple iPod,
and that he loves it, because what young, self-respecting multimedia artist
in Lower Manhattan doesn't these days?
But his love was tested when his iPod went cold, and he could not bring it
back to life.
It is the essential talisman of our yoga-tech times: Ownership of an iPod
-- a credit-card-size, white-and-metallic digital music player -- has grown
a bit culty, especially when people talk about how it has completely
changed their inner musical lives. This sounds like crazy talk, until you
get one, and then you understand, because now you, too, are having an
everlasting love affair with something very tiny. (Here, small is good.) An
iPodder has a telltale white cord coming from his coat pocket to his ears
and lives in sonic smugness; he walks around in a kind of perpetually happy
glaze, with his entire music collection -- as many as 10,000 songs -- going
with him.
Neistat bought his iPod in early 2002, not long after Apple introduced it.
He would usually listen to it on his daily bike ride to TriBeCa, where he
and his brother, Van, 28, have a small studio and work together on films
and other art projects, professionally calling themselves the Neistat Brothers.
In late October -- after about 18 months of use -- the rechargeable
lithium-ion battery in Casey Neistat's iPod would no longer work.
So he went to Apple's enormous and terribly chic megastore on Prince Street
in SoHo and asked to purchase a new battery. He was calm about it, and so
were the clerks who dashed his hopes.
"I explained that it wasn't charging up anymore," Neistat recalls, "and
they said, 'We don't offer a new battery. You should just buy a new iPod.'
" This offended him on a lot of levels, mostly their assumption that he
could simply plunk down several hundred dollars for a new one. Neistat told
them he couldn't afford that. They shrugged him off, and so he went home
and called Apple's technical support number, three separate times.
This is where the trouble started, and how, a month later, nearly 1 million
Internet surfers (and counting) have come to know the Neistat Brothers as
the makers of a two-minute, guerrilla-style film about deceit and revenge
called "iPod's Dirty Secret."
In it, Casey Neistat calls Apple's tech support, presses 1 and explains his
battery problem to someone named Ryan, a minion of the computer company.
Like a doctor with zero bedside manner, Ryan pretty quickly gets to the
point: Since Neistat's iPod is past the year-long warranty, the cost of
parts, labor and shipping will nearly equal the cost of a new machine, and
so, Ryan suggests yet again, Neistat should probably just relax and buy a
new iPod, which currently costs from $299 to $499, depending on the memory
size.
As the voice of Ryan drones coldly on about the iPod's internal workings,
we see the brothers getting busy against the Man. With the rap group NWA's
song "Express Yourself" as a soundtrack, they make a large poster-board
stencil that reads: "iPod's Unreplaceable Battery Lasts Only 18 Months."
The Neistats' funky but wrathful movie
(<http://www.ipodsdirtysecret.com>www.ipodsdirtysecret.com) shows Casey
merry-pranksterly strolling around Manhattan, spray-painting dozens of
Apple's pretty pastel iPod posters with his warning, which the brothers
consider "a public service announcement" to counteract Apple's current iPod
advertising campaign.
(According to Apple, which recently shipped more than 300,000 iPods in time
for holiday shopping sprees, there are about 1.4 million iPods in current
use worldwide.)
Within days, thousands of iPod owners had downloaded the movie and,
somewhat horrified at the news, forwarded it around the world.
Non-Fix Culture
There is something both wonderfully renegade and depressing about "iPod's
Dirty Secret." It provokes an ambivalent despair in iPod owners, many of
whom had not yet considered the mortality of their new little electronic
friend.
The Neistat Brothers, who swear by Apple products (the movie ends with a
credit to Apple's iMovie software and the Macintosh computers on which the
brothers work), say they feel a little cheated by the company in which
they'd placed so much faith.
Days after the movie made the rounds, Apple announced expanded warranties
for new iPod owners to purchase for $59, and also introduced a new $99
battery-replacement mail-in service for others.
Casey says he got a phone call in response to a letter of discontent he'd
written to Steve Jobs, Apple's CEO, from still another minion, still
advising him to just buy a new one. Days later, another Apple employee
called, this time to make sure the brothers knew about the new
battery-replacement price. "Are you calling because of our movie?" Casey
said he asked. "And the person said he could neither confirm or deny that
he'd seen it."
Apple officially denies that the brothers' movie had anything to do with
the new battery price. In fact, says Natalie Sequeira, an Apple
spokeswoman, the longer warranty and replacement price have been in the
works for a few months.
"And I can't believe we're still getting questions about it," Sequeira says
from the company's headquarters in Cupertino, Calif. She advises calm, and
ably tries to deflect the idea that Apple would like to sell iPods as a
disposable, pricey item that music lovers who get a taste of the iPod
Kool-Aid will just have to keep replacing.
What the Neistat Brothers have done to Apple, however, is almost sacrilege
to the Mac congregation.
"We got close to 1,000 e-mails the first couple of days," Casey reports. "A
lot of people were in my exact position and had to buy the new iPod. Eighty
percent of our mail was positive, people saying that they liked the
sardonically irreverent way we did it. But there were die-hard Mac fans who
were mad at us, who were panicking because they feel like we might cause
somebody to not buy a Macintosh." (It is commonly known that Mac fans are
always waiting for the sky to fall.)
Apple generally enjoys positive PR in print media and perky goodwill in the
marketplace, especially from younger, hipper demographics trained from
birth to shun expensive labels or corporate identity, and who view the
Apple as both superior product and finger gesture toward the prevailing
Microsoft/PC worldview.
Hollywood adores the Apple computer -- the counter-terrorism agents of "24"
as well as the speechwriting staff of "The West Wing" appear to be Mac
loyalists, as does almost any character on television or in movies using a
laptop. In interviews with glossy magazines, celebrities are frequently
asked, "What's on your iPod?" (And not: Do you have an iPod . . . because
the conclusion is somewhat foregone.)
The iPod seductively oozes cachet, just out of reach of most people's
budgets for such a thing. There are other and cheaper MP3 players, but,
more than anything, iPodders like to proselytize. They effuse online at
iPod fan sites, talking about their favorite, personalized playlists; they
post pictures of their iPods to a communal gallery, as one might do for a
beloved breed of pet or a newborn.
When you buy an iPod, nothing in the fine print of the owner's manual
prepares you for the eventual, final power drain, or gives you any estimate
of how far down the road death awaits. This appears to be less an omission
or deceit on Apple's part and more of a callous assumption: All electronics
go to heaven, kids. Apple and other manufacturers are carefully pushing
consumers further away from the battery age, when consumers could try to
fix broken things, or replace their power sources.
"There's a whole culture evolving," says Stan Ng, Apple's director of
worldwide marketing for the iPod. "The iPod is a labor of love for everyone
at Apple, but we still don't really understand just how much of a role it's
playing in people's lives, how important it's really become. It's this
emotional, visceral field."
Ng says everyone is learning together: Apple doesn't yet know how often
consumers will want or can afford to replace their iPods, nor has the
product been around long enough for the company to know accurately how long
most iPods will last. (It's commonly thought the battery is good for about
500 full recharges. "We're hearing from people who bought theirs in
November 2001 when it was first released," Ng says, "and they're still
listening to their music.")
He's also not entirely sure they'll avail themselves of the
battery-replacement service. The company has not yet made provision for a
deluge of 1.4 million returned iPods awaiting service. "You're right, there
are people who are running into the situation [of the battery dying] and
who will use our replacement program," he says. "But there are also
customers who, at that point, could decide, 'Wow, look at those new
products,' which have new capabilities."
This is a notion Sequeira heartily seconds: "We're just not expecting this
to be a big issue."
Beyond Salvage
Maybe it's a little issue, then, in a bigger culture.
Anyone who wears disposable contact lenses knows how these things evolve:
At first, having lived through the days of crawling on hands and knees in
shag carpeting looking for a lost contact lens, you cannot immediately
adapt to a future in which we now blissfully wash month-old contact lenses
down the drain. After a while it doesn't seem like such a costly tragedy.
People now spend a few hundred dollars every other year or so on disposable
lenses, but it took a slight mental shift to get there.
Same with electronics: Cell phone owners can replace their lithium
batteries with relative ease, since phones are designed for batteries that
snap on and off, but many consumers opt instead to get a newer, cooler,
smaller phone at that point. (The iPod, by its irresistible design, is
sealed tight like an alien spaceship from the Planet Groovy, with no
visible seams or openings.) Laptop computers, meanwhile, almost seem born
with a genetic disposition to chronic fatigue syndrome when it comes to the
life span of their rechargeable batteries. To own one is to immediately
suspect that something is wrong with the spark in the relationship; indeed,
things are petering out faster and faster. Televisions and VCRs have been
showing up in people's weekly trash for years -- no one even stops to
examine them or salvage them.
Sony's Walkman and Discman models, no matter how sturdy, came to be viewed
as semi-annual replacement purchases for people who became addicted to
personal music on the go, and somehow we all got used to the $30 or $75 or
more that new Walkmans eventually came to cost. Consumers hungrily
purchased millions of AA-size batteries to pop into gizmos like pills. And
that woman who claims to have been trampled in a Wal-Mart melee for $29 DVD
players? She seems, at least on some level, foolish for having partaken in
the mad rush -- cheap DVD players have become the snack of Christmas 2003,
everywhere, plentiful, have one, take two.
"I certainly wouldn't want to compare the iPod to contact lenses," says Ng,
who says that Apple never envisioned the iPod as a disposable item. He only
wants people to feel the love. "It's like when you first heard your
favorite song from junior high. We're seeing that we're getting into those
kinds of feelings."
Amateur Neurosurgery
Some of the e-mail the Neistat Brothers received from "iPod's Dirty Secret"
came from people who were quick to tell them "that we're [bleep]ing
imbeciles, [because] you can buy a battery online and do it yourself,"
Casey says.
The brothers already tried that.
They Googled around and ordered the battery from a different vendor that
came with complicated instructions and "these two plastic gigantic
toothpicks," Casey says. It took a while to pry the back cover off the
iPod's impenetrable design. Beneath that was "a gummy adhesive" which
covered the mini hard drive, "and there were these two very tiny connectors
with three prongs," in a work space "about the diameter of a needle."
He felt as if he was performing amateur neurosurgery.
The patient died on the table.
And soon enough, Casey Neistat went back to the Apple boutique and bought a
new iPod for $400, which, he says, "is totally unfair." He took it back to
the office and showed it to his brother, and they vowed to find a way,
Casey says, "to get back at them." But the beat went on, and that's what
counts most in a world gone iPod.
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