Monthly Archives: January 2012

At a loose end on 9th February?

You can thank me after!

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Twenty-first century window tax…

Nottingham is once again subject to unjust taxation by an evil regime... where's Robin Hood when you need him?

The title is a bit of a misnomer really, but window tax was such a beloved topic on school trips back in the day I couldn’t resist, always painted with the picture of absurdity when an older building with bricked up windows was encountered.  Of course, think about it more sensibly and using the number of windows as the proxy for the size and value of a property for the purposes of taxation isn’t as ridiculous as you might first think.  But it is generally held up as a ludicrous idea.  What I’m writing about is a ludicrous idea.

Ludicrous, but strangely ingenious from a cynical local authority.  I’m back to moaning about Workplace Parking Levy.  Nottingham City Council have decided that to fund the extension of the tram system (that isn’t needed) they should levy a toll in some way to those causing congestion.  Of course, there’s a great precedent for this – the congestion zone in London.  However, the drawback for that is the need for the authority in question to invest a lot of cash up front in cameras, payment methods and administration. They would, too, alienate large sections of their voters – but more on that later.

The plus side is that it would be fair – all road users be they leisure users, commuters, people-on-the-school-run etc would all contribute evenly to pay for a scheme that by definition is of no use to them (after all, if the tram actually served a useful cross-section of Nottingham then we could all leave our cars at home and not incur the evil plans of the council.  They have decided that workplaces inside the City Council area should pay for parking spaces for their employees.  Leaving employers with a quandary of whether or not to pass on this charge to their employees.

The genius part of this from the council is they’ve basically activated a cash source and landed companies with responsibility to pay for it, to – if they pass on the charge – administer the collection and delivery of the payment, and to police it over time.  And in condemning thousands of people to having to actually have to pay to go to work, they’ve been able to do so without alienating a single voter in their council area – because pretty much everyone affected will travel into Nottingham City Council territory from without.

It’s a piece of Machiavellian political perfection that I grudgingly admire in some ways – having said that, I am deeply unhappy at the prospect of having to pay a monthly fee for the privilege of going to work from April 1st 2012.  In the case of my employer, they have opted to pass on the charge to us – and to be honest, with thousands of parking spaces eligible it’s an understandable move.  They’ve done some jiggery-pokery to pro-rata it across all users of the site, they’ve subsidised those who earn less than a certain tariff and they’ve waived the need for disabled motorists or occasional car users to pay.

The upshot is that we don’t have to pay the ‘full amount’ but what the money-men have determined to be a fair way of covering the cost.  The company remains opposed to the scheme, but appears to be resigned to complying.  I’d have been tempted to shift all the carparks to the area of the site sitting in Broxtowe Council’s jurisdiction, but of course, that would cost money.  Or insisting on checking every car every day coming on to our site – that would bring Nottingham to an absolute standstill.

Obviously the personal impact of this is a bit of a driver for me having a big fat moan about it – however, there is a wider concern – if you were a medium to large company considering locating in Nottingham, with other locations competing, would such a cynical tax on having parking spaces make you think about going somewhere else?  It would me.

So, Nottingham City Council are:

  • Punishing people for not being adequately served by public transport (particularly those who won’t benefit from the tram extension) during a time when they face pay freezes or even pay cuts
  • Punishing businesses in the midst of a difficult financial climate
  • Claiming to be addressing congestion whilst only targeting one segment of motorists who contribute to this (admittedly a significant one)
  • Dissuading medium-to-large businesses from considering Nottingham as a place to locate themselves either in the future (either new-to-Nottingham businesses or perhaps even existing companies who find a more accommodating authority in another location)

The worst thing is not living under their despotic regime I can’t even vote against them the next time an election comes up, and given that their electorate for the most part won’t be affected by these machinations, the chances are they won’t be motivated to get shot of the buggers either.  Genius.  Infuriating, but genius.  I jokingly referred to Robin Hood in the image caption above, obviously famous for flying in the face of unjust overlords.  Amusingly enough, Nottingham City Council make a big show of representing the home of Robin Hood.

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Bunch of prankers..

ImageSomebody reconnected with me on Facebook this week, and it brought to mind a couple of amusing anecdotes from childhood involving them – from either end of the compulsory educational spectrum, and both involving the person in question being the butt of a bit of a (mostly harmless) prank.  I’m sure that outside of these two isolated moments we as friends were a lot kinder, but recollecting them made me smile.

The first story happened towards the end of Primary School.  We were on a school trip to Whitby, staying in a large hotel (called the Morningside Hotel if memory serves).  They were serving us breakfast and one of my friends kept asking for more rounds of toast and presenting them to the unfortunate lad, before ordering additional racks of toast – leaving the poor victim surrounded by racks and racks of toast.  Deeply childish, yet still oddly amusing.

Fast-forward now right through to – I think – the fourth or most-likely fifth year of secondary school.  Now, this might seem alien, but our school had only just set up a network of computers in a computer lab.  They were Acorn Archimedes – a step up from the BBC Micros that we had formerly learned on.  They had what seemed like the amazing 3D game ‘Lander‘ for a start (which I could never achieve and successful landing on!!).

Anyway, I digress – basically, this was our first real exposure to the concept of computers being connected to one another – it seems like an odd situation to be in given the ubiquitous nature of the Internet and home networks which I imagine kids are aware of the basics of from an early age now.  Anyway, demonstrating what I suppose was the formative moments of my ongoing fascination with computers and networks, a friend and I were exploring.

Working through the innards of the systems – not really listening to the teacher – eventually we hit the jackpot we were seeking.  I’m not sure how, as hadn’t experienced MSN or ICQ or any kind of computer-based ‘chat’ – but we found the pop-up messenger type application, and managed to decode the naming convention of all the computers on the network.  I can’t remember whose idea it was, I’m going to say it was my friend’s, but it still makes me chuckle to think of it.

I don’t think through any long term vendetta, just by chance, it was the same lad who ended up with the toast who was our ‘victim’.  He was sensibly working on what he should have been doing (which might well have been the reason for the selection – he was concentrating and not messing around).  We selected his computer ID and typed a message – it wasn’t particularly complex or well thought-out – and for some reason, part of it had a Mexican lilt suggested in it.

His computer beeped, and on the screen a box appeared saying “Hello Meester <Surname>” – I can remember the probably exaggerated-in-my-memory pause and look of confusion, then the hastily discussed plans back at our workstation that we should continue the pretence the computer itself was trying to engage him in conversation.  Unfortunately the fact that the chap in question wasn’t daft, and that my friend and I were convulsing with laughter at what we thought to be an ingenious prank cut our fledgling plans short.

Ah, memories.  I wonder what children do these days to fuel that spirit of discovery – or do they just abuse each other on Facebook?

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iPhone 4/4S sticky home button fix..

Looking on the internet there’s quite a few instances of a ‘sticky home button’ with iPhones, and as with all such things, lots of solutions!  The home button is of course the staple control method so takes a lot of hammer in general use.  Mine had started to become quite unresponsive – albeit not all the time – but increasingly so.  An unresponsive home button renders an iPhone rather useless, so it’s a real frustration.

Well, there’s lots of methods out there – hard reboot your phone, restore your phone – open an app, hold down the power button etc etc – whilst clearly some folk claim to have results with these, I’m pretty convinced that the issue is a hardware rather than a software one.  Perhaps not-quite-robust-enough components in the button mechanism that have become worn over time.  So with that in mind there were a few other methods people mentioned.  The simplest being ‘press the button really hard’ – that worked for me at times, but not all that reliably.

So upon exploring the wonders of the Internet a few more physical solutions presented themselves, popping a charging lead in the phone and ‘wiggling it about a bit’ was one option, it didn’t seem to make a monumental difference.  Other people reported that tackling the dock port with a vacuum cleaner seemed to solve the issue as pocket lint and debris had clogged up in there – it is close to the button, after all.  Others tried an unused toothbrush to give the area a good clean, others still used electrical component cleaning type fluid – the latter seemed a bit risky!

As with so many things in life, the most obvious solution is sometimes the best.  A component of a device that gets used hundreds of times is bound to get worn out or perhaps misshapen.  If it’s a component you press, the direction of the misshaping is likely to correspond to that, isn’t it?  So if you can give the rear of the button a good shove, that will probably sort it.  That’s what I’ve just done – and it seems to have solved the problem in the short term.  I shall keep track of it over time and see if it lasts.

Two screws to remove here

To do this you need to get your grubby mits on a pentalobe screwdriver – I picked one up on eBay for a bargainous £1.39 including (signed for!!) postage.  Use this to (carefully) remove the two screws from the base of the iPhone either side of the dock port.  Obviously be carefully not to lose the screws, they’re pretty damn small – if you get a screwdriver like mine it will be magnetic which will help this.  Once the screws are out, slide the back panel upwards about 5mm and then it will lift away revealing the inners of your iPhone.

The backless iPhone - press down on the area behind where the home button is just above the dock port.

Fortunately that is the full extent of dismantling.  Place the phone screen down on a flat surface and press firmly but carefully on the area behind the home button, apply and withdraw pressure repeatedly and then test the button to see if it seems more responsive.  Once you’re happy, replace the backplate, slide it into place and reinsert and tighten up the screws – be careful not to over-tighten them as five-pronged screws are prone to burring.  And that’s it.  Sometimes the simplest solutions really are the best!

Since doing this it has made me realise how much I’ve become conditioned to it being unresponsive though, it’s feeling very much like the ‘new phone’ syndrome even though I’ve had this fella for some time.

Of course, if you’re still under warranty or have Apple Care or insurance through your phone company – or, indeed, just in general – it is probably worth pursuing a proper repair.  If there were an Apple Store in Nottingham I would certainly have considered making an appointment with a ‘Genius’ to resolve the issue, because it does appear to be a hardware failure, or at least a hardware failure in waiting.

But there isn’t an Apple Store in Nottingham, and I’m lazy!

PS: You could go several steps further and completely replace the home button on your iPhone with a new one – but having found this excellent and detailed guide it looked a little daunting to me.  I’m not prepared to completely dismantle my phone!

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We all pat the bone!

I had another one of those ‘did I imagine that?’ flashbacks to childhood.  This time Google bore out plenty of contemporary references to it, so it’s not just me.  For us it was a staple of Primary School aged birthday parties, for others it seems to have even been a playground game (who needs extra playground games when you can play British Bulldog?!)…

It was a song called ‘The Farmer’s in his den’ – somebody was the farmer in the midst of a ring of children, he was tasked with picking a wife.  The selected wife goes on to pick a child, who chooses a nurse, she selects a dog who, of course, picks out a suitable bone.  The game concluded with the poor child selected to be the bone getting roundly pummelled by all present as they screeched the last verse of ‘we all pat the bone!’.  The whole song was like this:

The farmer’s in his den
The farmer’s in his den
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The farmer’s in his den

The farmer wants a wife
The farmer wants a wife
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The farmer wants a wife

The wife wants a child
The wife wants a child
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The wife wants a child

The child wants a nurse
The child wants a nurse
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The child wants a nurse

The nurse wants a dog
The nurse wants a dog
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The nurse wants a dog

The dog wants a bone
The dog wants a bone
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
The dog wants a bone

We all pat the bone!
We all pat the bone!
Ee-aye-ad-ee-oh
We all pat the bone! 

Why on earth that popped into my head is probably something I shouldn’t probe too deeply, but it’s triggered an amusing memory of Rich being ‘the bone’ I suspect at my 11th birthday party (I think 11th) it was hosted at the Nottingham Olympic Judo Club in Sneinton.  Of course, I might be wrong.  On another note, I remember getting an ace mug at that party which was blacked out until it had hot liquid in, which revealed the writing ‘Mist Rolling in from the Trent’

It’s amazing what I’ll waffle on about to avoid looking at the smug face of John Torode.

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Wooden grasshoppers, horses, frogs and a caterpillar..

Back when all buses in Nottingham were green, except for scummy Camms ones!

Here’s one for the folk of Nottingham, particularly those who grew up as kids in the 80s and possibly 70s too.  Big wooden animals in shopping centres that doubled as children’s entertainment?  Can you remember them?  For reasons best known to my subconscious these were thrown into my mind today.

Most clearly I can remember a big wooden grasshopper, which I think had a slide built into it, that I best remember being in a side-room upstairs in the Broadmarsh Centre in Nottingham designed for children to be entertained in presumably whilst their parents perused the shops.  I imagine the shops weren’t all discount stores or emporiums of crap like it it is today.

Upon mentioning it to a colleague, he recalled the grasshopper being ‘in the wild’ – out in the shopping centre itself, he also recalled a Caterpillar, a Horse and a Frog along similar lines.  Yet another friend who I raised the topic with mentioned the grasshopper being in the other shopping centre – near where HMV is today (before it was extended to include ‘House of Fraser’ section that it has now).  When he mentioned it, it stirred possibly earlier memories of it being there, or maybe I just visualised it, I’m not sure.

That led me inexorably to remembering the pirate ship upstairs at McDonalds on Clumber Street, beloved of children’s parties.  When I was a kid I honestly don’t recall ever going to McDonalds except for birthday parties – back then it sold root beer too, and they had sinister men dressed up as Ronald McDonald and the Ham Burglar to add to the party spirit.  I’m still not a big McDonalds eater now, although I don’t imagine it’s still up there now.  I can vaguely recall that there wasn’t actually that much seating in the ship itself, and should you manage to snag one you were in an enviable position indeed!

Can anyone else remember these things?  Do you have any photos?  The best I could find was this low-res picture of the Caterpillar from the Broadmarsh Centre that has been renovated and now lives in a  school.  Is the grasshopper still there in a room off the upstairs shopping mall?  I imagine it as being absolutely massive, but then I was quite small when I last saw it so it probably isn’t all that big.

I’ve no idea why I’ve such a hankering to see a picture of it – initially I wondered whether I’d completely made it up, having had the existence validated by friends and colleagues I was surprised to not find any reference to it on the internet, unlike the other animal Broadmarsh celebrity – the Gordon Scott swinging monkey, who now apparently lives in their new shop on Lister Gate. I’m sure his extraction from the shopping centre led directly to it being so dilapidated and rubbish.

He even has his own Facebook group!

I was a big fan of seeing him too, maybe he was the foundation of my love of all things primate to this very day.  It’s decidedly possible!  So, over to you, if you found this by searching for the lost animals of the 70s, 80s and possibly 90s of Nottingham’s shopping centres, then feel free to share your recollections – and if you have pictures, well, you’ll just be the most awesome person ever!

Since I mentioned them in passing above, I found this old photo of a Camms bus in orange livery – this one’s in Derby, which is a more appropriate location for it – when I was a kid they were roundly derided as an inferior provider of transport – indeed, it was the height of insulting somebody to suggest that they succumbed to the company’s slogan: ‘Catcha Camms’

Camms Collapsibles!

For the eagle-eyed there’s a photo with the caterpillar featured in situ in the Broadmarsh Centre (up near the still-existing Wimpy) at the bottom of this page. (thanks to Thom for spotting this – I found the page earlier but didn’t identify the wooden creature in the snap!)

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Picking up my Internet breadcrumbs…

I had a fiddle around with the ‘Wayback Machine‘ on Archive.org today – if you’ve never used it, you can type a web address into it, and it will look at archives of how the Internet used to appear over the years.  So, armed with the knowledge of addresses I’ve called home on the ‘web over the years, it’s a fun nostalgic vanity-fest to occasionally remind oneself of, well, stuff and nonsense.

My first forays into the Internet came at sixth form – the very idea must seem crazy to today’s youngsters.  We had a trip to Nottingham University to experience it because, get this, we didn’t have the Internet at school yet.  It arrived shortly after, if memory serves, as our school finally gave up the Acorn Archimedes upon which we were taught purportedly useful things to take into the wider world of computing (not!) and installed PCs.

The first website I ever ‘made’ was courtesy of a service called Angelfire – a template-driven space where you could add some text, links, pictures and suchlike (the ‘home page’ provider of choice back in the day seemed to be Geocities but I never had one of those).   They still exist as part of Lycos – and probably offer a more sophisticated service now!  Alas the Archive doesn’t seem to have anything of my fledgling attempts on Angelfire with the exception of the splash-screen I left there upon moving away.  I’m sure it was fascinating.

Either way, this would be around 1996 or 1997 – mostly static content, largely trite and churlish (much like now), and probably involving animated gifs of Beavis and Butt-head.  Come 1998ish and I moved away from templates and was writing html in earnest – indeed, from my investigations I reckon I started ‘blogging’ (not that it was called blogging then – it was having a ‘web journal’ – and posts were much shorter then apparently, and less in-depth.

I had no knowledge of databases or content management systems I could pilfer, so posts were linear and manually added and edited or removed probably using Notepad in Windows 95 and uploaded via FTP when finished locally.  My site at this point had ‘Personal’ and ‘Academic’ sections to chronicle a bit about, well, me – and my burgeoning virtual friend base (when you made friends through Telnet talkers not Facebook!) as well as ‘real life’ friends.

Indeed, Pip and I worked quite hard to make a portal for former students of Arnold Hill to leave messages for one another etc.  Had we perhaps shown a little more endeavour on this project and considered the wider implications we might well have stumbled upon something that might have evolved into a FriendsReunited or even a Facebook.  Unfortunately the Wayback Machine doesn’t have any evidence of our efforts which is a pity!

My first ‘proper job’ post-uni was with a web host.  They gave me a domain name and some space to play with as a perk (and an opportunity to learn about the projects I supported).  I wrote a website and bastardised a perl guestbook script to create a rudimentary blog where I could actually access an online form to type in my thoughts and randomness and have it published without the need for FTP etc. This was in 2000.

Reading through some of this site, which has been well captured by the archive, is at one both fascinating and deeply dull.  Unlike now I was writing on there nearly every day.  Right up until mid-2002 when I moved to a different domain name, and started using a proper database-driven content management system called Geeklog.  I used to make themes for Geeklog which were reasonably popular – that was my first use of this very domain name, Goddammit.co.uk.

So that became a continuation of my inane rambling about life, or whatever was coursing through my mind at the time, combined with a new hobby of creating and distributing themes people could use for their own sites hosted using Geeklog.  I wrote a lot about football too, and experimented a lot with dynamic content like polls and things – and started hosting my photos online in galleries.

This was also the time when webcams were en vogue, although not like now for Skype or similar, just for vanity I guess.  They were a common feature of home pages all over the place – I generally used mine at work.  I had side-projects featuring web-cams of friends and colleagues too – we really were a strange bunch, thinking back.  I used to leave a webcam on the birds at home too (then just Lloyd and Frankie).

I can’t imagine many people derived much pleasure from it, but there you go!  I’d also developed an interest in ‘Photoshopping’ – generally making daft pictures of my friends or colleagues by pasting their faces onto other things and trying to make it look seamless.  There wasn’t much by the way of patching tools or similar back then!

At some juncture (July 2006 I suspect) I switched to WordPress – meaning Geeklog had a pretty damn good innings in terms of longevity of platform.  I can’t remember why, but it was the self-installed variant as I maintained my independent hosting I think by now on a friend’s server as I was by now working at Boots.  2007 heralded the site on this platform – the last thing I wrote on my old blog appears to have been about glass walking!  I wanted to switch to avoid the ‘admin’ of having to update software myself etc since I had moved professionally away from internet type stuff.

I also found the blog post that lamented the day I finally deigned to join Facebook – June 11th 2007.

The drawback with the archives of database-driven sites is they’re less complete than my more manual and clunky home-made efforts – but I might just make half an effort to try to retain and store some of that information.  I really have absolutely no idea what has prompted me to sit and basically write a potted history about my use of the Internet – but there you have it.  It makes a change from my music library related woes I suppose – and does confirm with some evidence (at least evidence I have) that I have been ‘blogging’ since 1998.

Good lord.  You’d think I’d have had better things to do wouldn’t you?  A little bit of me does wish I’d been better at keeping all my internet stuff ‘together’ rather than flitting to new things and abandoning my old writing – dull though it undoubtedly was.

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Further bug-bears.. (iTunes Match again, folks!)

Further limitation of iTunes Match which will hopefully undergo a rethink as Apple update and evolve the admittedly fledgeling service.  Users of iTunes and space-precious iDevices will probably be familiar with the handy setting of ‘convert higher bitrate songs to 128kbps’.  It allows for you to maximise the limited storage on your iPhone or iPod without compromising your local library.

Unfortunately a similar consideration isn’t made for iCloud – it would seem relatively easy to me for there to be a similar option; alas no.  Of course, there is also the option to modify your outlook with your iOS gizmo of choice – have a tighter ‘permanent’ selection of music and download/delete peripheral things as and when you require them (WiFi or 3G connection willing, of course).

I would, however, have preferred the best-of-both-worlds solution – even if it means relying on syncing to a local library to ‘get at’ lower bit-rates, but you can ‘top up’ from iCloud on the go, the ideal solution being that iCloud should offer the functionality AS WELL as being able to dual-manage via iTunes should you wish, after all, it’s less faff than downloading everything from the cloud when you’re sat next to your library stored locally.

It seems odd to me that on MacOS you can have whatever locally store files you like, but are not afforded the same privilege on an iOS platform.

Another buglet (actually, a considerable bug) I had noticed is on my iPhone if I shuffle a playlist occasionally tracks will skip without playing, and worse-still the ‘next’ track will play without advancing the artwork or details – so in effect playing the wrong song (or displaying the wrong information, depending on your point of view).  It would appear both these phenomena have been observed elsewhere and whilst not openly acknowledged by Apple are thought to be included in their list of things to resolve with their next release of updates.

I must admit that iTunes Match has proven rather below the usual standard of new experiences with an Apple product – difficult to enable (as previous posts will testify!), a little inflexible in options and, well, buggy!  The woes of the early-adopter, eh?  Maybe I should resist the urge to jump onto bandwagons until a few others feel the urge to chronicle the potential pitfalls as I have.

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Look at my hopes, look at my dreams.. the currency we spent..

I’ve found telly more and more unsettling lately – having a bonus week away from the office saw me drawn occasionally into the murky world of daytime TV.  A trip to see my granny exposed me to the horror that is ‘Dickinson’s Real Deals’ whilst occasionally the likes of ‘Deal or No Deal’ find their way on to the telly, indeed, Channel 4’s latest quiz offering ‘The Bank Job’ is currently reaching its’ grand finalé as I type and I’ve found it strangely compelling.

The unsettling part was reflecting on just how much telly is basically brazenly exploiting the hopes and dreams of people – Deal or No Deal is the worst, as Noel Edmonds gladly leads his 25 contestants into a game of superstition, sob stories and daring to hope by coaxing ‘what you’d do with life-changing money’ type tales just as a contestant spunks away a golden opportunity of taking home a nice chunk of cash because there’s still the possibility of more.  That’s before you even get into the plethora of reality type shows or ‘talent’ shows that I suppose trade on the same things.

Has it always been like that?  Are we really entertained by seeing people tantalised by the promise of a ‘life-changing’ event or sum of cash, more often than not only to have it taken from them.  I guess when it’s a genuine competition of knowledge or skill it’s a bit less distasteful, but when it’s randomly choosing a box it’s a glorified lottery played out for the gratification of the millions.  I intensely dislike the fact I occasionally find these things compelling viewing, I could absolve myself a little if I were enjoying the potential positive benefit – but that’s not always the case!

It’s a strange world we live in where this carrot-dangling-in-exchange-for-prime-time-tomfoolery is considered entertainment, if you really think about it.  A random thing to write about, but something that’s been idly pulsating around my mind – at least I didn’t write about iTunes Match for a change!  On the bright side, the lass from Derby just went out of ‘The Bank Job’ in the first round of the final, and I must confess I’ve entered three separate competitions on the ITV website this week – so I’m not immune either.

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Coverflow and iTunes Match..

Sorry, I know, iTunes Match overkill, but CoverFlow is pretty – and it doesn’t seem to play quite right with iTunes Match yet.

A fairly trivial thing I noticed that doesn’t really have much use to anyone – but since I just had a quick Google to validate my findings it doesn’t seem widely mentioned.  The great thing, of course, about iTunes Match is that your whole library is there on your iDevice at least in a reference sense.

If there’s something you don’t have to hand, rather than impatiently wait for your next sync you can download it on the spot -and you can tell what those things are because there’s a handy download button next to ’em, right?

Unless you’re looking at coverflow.  I’ll be honest, I don’t generally use coverflow aside from either just casually admiring my beautiful artwork (see previous blog post – I already know I’m a hopeless case) or sometimes maybe if encouraging others of the wonders of the iPhone – because, let’s face it, it’s not the most practical view in the world, but it is the most tactile and pretty.

However, it makes it seems as though your whole library is literally at your fingertips without any need for data transfer, see the example below:

So, even though I know that of the tracks on the screen, only ‘Goin’ Down to Mexico’ is actually present on my iPhone, they’re all presented as available.  Should I tap on ‘Brown Sugar’ though, it will download and play as soon as there’s enough data to play with.  Which is fine if I want it to do that – if I didn’t, due to data allowances or similar, there’s no indication at all that it needs to go to iCloud to get that track for me.

Fair minor quibble, in truth, but a quibble nonetheless!  I promise to write about something other than iTunes Match in my next blog post.

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