Plugged In is everywhere: the kitchen, the bathroom, the coat rack... you can’t hide, so succumb.

One of the reasons I love being a technology journalist is I’m constantly confronted with the fact I don’t know shit about anything.

For years now, I’ve spent hours every single day immersed in the world of consumer tech, yet whenever I’m like “I get this,” I’m reminded emphatically that, no, I do not “get this” and I'm actually a fool who knows nothing.

This time? Well, it’s all about AirPlay 2 and multi-room streaming.

This is the logo for Apple's AirPlay 2 because I need to break up the text somehow. 

I’ve been an acolyte of playing perfectly synced audio across my house for a long while, something I achieve using Bluesound gear and Apple’s audio standard, the aforementioned AirPlay 2.

Yet, I realized I've been living in ignorance. In a swamp of cluelessness. In sin.

Let me compose myself. Okay, here we go: I thought multi-room audio would only work with equipment from the same manufacturer.

This, friends, is most definitely not the case.

An image of me discovering that AirPlay 2 works across any speaker.

The only thing I can put this down to is THE PAST. I remember trying out multi-room audio with AirPlay before and having a terrible time with slightly out-of-sync music.

Oh, and my dopiness probably helped too.

Thankfully, I was baptized from my mistake by the Sonos Roam.

We're dropping a video review of this portable speaker next week (TEASER ALERT!!!), but this is the key information: I set the device up and was surprised that it played music seamlessly with my other audio hardware.

You know when you read a book and the antagonist sees an opportunity to do something evil and they “rub their hands together in glee?”

This was me. This is me. This will be me forever more.

Never thought I'd associate myself with Gargamel, but here we are.

I had a few AirPlay 2 speakers gathering dust, so I did the only possible thing: installing them in more and more unlikely places in my apartment so I can drown in sound.

And it worked.

The music is inescapable. It’s everywhere — even in the bathroom.

No, especially, in the bathroom. Life is good.

At first, the discovery of my audio-streaming blindspot was annoying. But, as soon as I realized what this knowledge meant for my life, it was impossible to see it as anything but a glorious gift from my dumb brain.

It’s part of the human condition to react to your own ignorance with irritation, deflection, or one-upmanship. Not knowing something — whether it's obvious or obscure — can make you feel small. That's unavoidable for many of us.

Yet the choice on how to react is yours.

You can mope and be bitter — or you can have a house brimming with so much music that it feels like you’re in a club while you poop.

And, at the end of the day, isn’t that what we all want?