Music is out of time for me.→
In W. Gibson's Idoru, there's a bit about how now that all an artist's music and video is available online, they lose their timeliness, their being of a certain period.
I've been experiencing this lately, I find myself listening to music from my mp3s without knowing what year, hell maybe even what decade it's from. This includes current favorites that I listen to every day for months, without any sort of temporal context (or any other context, in fact).
To a 37-year old who grew up obsessing over musicians, their lives, albums, etc., this is unsettling. Feels like music is just sort of floating free, which lessens its impact.
It might also be that I'm just plain old.