Vintage Old School
Gold Member
For me I saw a documentary about two months ago that lit the fire to revisit the music of my youth. The price to replace all my old LP albums with CDs was prohibitive and frankly many of them have not ever been released in CD format. My goal is not to collect new albums, just to listen to the albums that I have.
Listening to vinyl again was like an instant transport back to the days of my youth. I was flooded with all sorts of memories. I remembered the jobs I had to do in order to save up enough for each album I purchased. There was no instant gratification in those days--I had to work for my music and catch a ride to go to Tower Records to decide which album I wanted the most. I also rediscovered the joy of reading the liner and jacket notes, credits, lyrics and looking at the artwork. There's something more natural to me about holding a jacket in my hands to read rather than reading off of a device. And the music actually sounds bigger and different to me now . . . it ought to coming out of my studio reference monitors rather than my cheap archaic Radio Shack speakers. This is likely as close to hearing the actual mix as it was being mastered in the era of rock music being birthed.
Don't worry, I'm still buying CDs for new music. But I've got to tell you, you can't beat the nostalgia of listening to vinyl.
Let's regroup and revisit this thread in another 30 years when all your kids inherit their parents' CD collections and rediscover the joy of music apart from instant streaming.
Listening to vinyl again was like an instant transport back to the days of my youth. I was flooded with all sorts of memories. I remembered the jobs I had to do in order to save up enough for each album I purchased. There was no instant gratification in those days--I had to work for my music and catch a ride to go to Tower Records to decide which album I wanted the most. I also rediscovered the joy of reading the liner and jacket notes, credits, lyrics and looking at the artwork. There's something more natural to me about holding a jacket in my hands to read rather than reading off of a device. And the music actually sounds bigger and different to me now . . . it ought to coming out of my studio reference monitors rather than my cheap archaic Radio Shack speakers. This is likely as close to hearing the actual mix as it was being mastered in the era of rock music being birthed.
Don't worry, I'm still buying CDs for new music. But I've got to tell you, you can't beat the nostalgia of listening to vinyl.
Let's regroup and revisit this thread in another 30 years when all your kids inherit their parents' CD collections and rediscover the joy of music apart from instant streaming.