Creative Zen Vision print

Since the ''music is just plain fun'' angle was taken, we went for the aesthetic high ground.

MUSIC CAN SAVE PEOPLE, BUT CAN WE SAVE THE MUSIC?

The record business, sadly, has become just that. “Recording artists” of questionable talent but marketable looks dominate the soundscape with their major-label deals, pyrotechnic tours, and McMusic videos. Meanwhile, countless ramen-eating, TV-pawning songwriters with something authentic to say get shunted to the shantytown of the internet because some A & R guy doesn’t hear a single.

Thus the CREATIVE ZEN VISION:M gives you 30 gigs of storage—that’s over seven thousand chances to donate your ears to a good cause. This is music we’re talking about here. It’s art. It’s a sacred trust.

AT WHAT POINT DID AMERICA STOP WATCHING FILM?

We live, sad to say, in the age of movies. Of flicks. Of multiplexes, of multimillion dollar pearls of production adorning the most piggish of plots. This is not to say that stadium seating is of the devil, but let’s face it: Tinseltown needs an enema. But there is hope.

The Creative Zen Vision:M will hold about fifty films, and has a brilliant screen to show Kieslowski’s colors, Wong Kar-Wai’s moodiest earth tones, and 262,000 shades in between. It’s just a 2.5-inch display, but in the right hands it’s a big step toward saving the silver screen.

RADIO IS DYING A SLOW DEATH.

Listen, and you can hear it sinking into a sea of sameness. Across the land and around the dial, stations all fall into a paltry few categories: the pop station. The hip-hop station. The country station. The Spanish station. The “alternative” station. We can’t leave NPR and the colleges to walk the line alone, folks.

That’s why the CREATIVE ZEN VISION:M has 32 presets on its FM tuner, so no matter where you are or what time it is, you can take a stand against the ClearChannelization of the world—because freedom of expression won’t live on unless we fight for it.