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Have you ever wanted a website that just did all the work for you. You log in, then with a swivel of the mouse and tap of the keyboard, you get what you want, no searching and squinting and irking. Maybe you didn’t even know such a site could, would, or should exist. It does; at least for music anyway.

There is a place so perfect, so simple, so personal, it evokes a pandemonium of inner glee once you understand its ease and simplicity. It is like having greatness before you, wonderfully presented in the glow of your screen; a digital display of online perfection. Looking upon this site, you won’t help but feel moved and cherished; as if someone out there knows you are an individual who has a song or artist or sound that is a part of you, an extension of who you are. That someone goes unhailed and unthanked, bus has left behind what many have stumbled upon: Pandora dot com.

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wilson said…
Wow, thanks so much Rory. We live for comments like yours; it's wonderful to hear that you're loving Pandora so much. All our hard work pays off!

I'm listening to my favorite musician right now, and I absolutely know what you mean by "a sensational pandemonium of inner glee."
Thanks for sharing your thoughts.


- Lucia, from Pandora
February 26, 2008 at 5:11 PM
Chris Hoops said…
I am glad your glad... and I am thrilled I did not miss the mark concerning inner gleeness
February 26, 2008 at 6:34 PM
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