Frustration boiled over. He opened his laptop, navigated to soundcloud.com/activate , and stared at the 12-digit entry box.
He hit Submit .
Below it, in fine print: "By activating, you grant SoundCloud a perpetual, irrevocable license to your consciousness for use in algorithmic mood playlists. No royalties. Just vibes." soundcloud.com activate
He needed to hear it on good speakers. Not his laptop’s tinny grill. Frustration boiled over