Faithful readers of this blog will know that we try to keep things digital around here. But sometimes it becomes necessary to give a nod to our nearly forgotten analog past.
Last week I unpacked several boxes of record albums that had not been touched since we moved into our house 4 years ago. Listening to them again brought back a flood of memories that were tactile and emotional. Looking over the cover art (Apple’s cover flow will never be a match for actually HOLDING an album in your hands), reading along with the lyrics, revisiting the liner notes and just the action of placing the album on the turntable and dropping the needle was a strangely special, and nearly forgotten, experience.
Albums will never return and it’s been a long time since there was a generation of young people who even know what an album is. But the best moment for me was when my wife (no audiophile she) exclaimed, “Is it me or do records SOUND better than CDs?”
We’ve said it here before: it’s all about the experience.