It's not me, Spotify, it's you

Dear Spotify,

I think it's time to realize that you are not the service you once where. At first it was subtle, like that time when you changed the shade of green of your logo to the ugly one you are using now. Then there was that issue with offline mode, in which I lost a whole playlist because your synchronization with Windows Phone doesn't work. I guess I should have seen the signals back then.

But now... now you changed. More specifically, you change your Terms of Use, and I can only use you if I agree for you to collect my pictures and track my location, among others. And that's where I have to draw the line. Spotify, I'm breaking up with you.

Wait, let me rephrase that: I already broke up with you 10 minutes ago, when I canceled my paid subscription. This is just me being polite.

Let's be honest here: I was not paying for music. I can get free music pretty much everywhere - call it Youtube, Vimeo, MP3 forums or torrents, finding free music is not particularly difficult. I was paying those € 10 because I preferred that to paying with my data, like so many other services. But if you are going to build a profile of me anyway that is related not to what I like to listen (which is what you are supposed to care about) but about what I do in my daily life (which is none of your business), then what's the point? I was paying to get away of the claws of marketing, and that is now gone. And so am I.

I guess I'll just go back to the old way, building my own music collection and listening to it wherever and however I want. I may even get back to my old idea of a streaming server. I know we had our issues before, like when I kept looking for videogame music and you kept showing me crappy piano versions of them. Or when you wouldn't change the title of Fabiana Cantilo's misspelled album even after I pointed it out repeatedly. But this time it's different. This time I'm gone for good.

Bye, Spotify. I'll show up later on to collect the titles on my playlist, so I can download them later. You can keep my e-mail address. It was a throwaway anyway.