I Can’t Believe I’m Saying This, But I Miss My CDs

There is something to be said for physical media. There is a visceral, tangible experience that comes with consuming physical media. There are liner notes and cover art. There is the ritual of locating the media on the shelf, opening it, and placing it in the player. All that goes away with the shift to digital. I tend to disagree with some of the gripes of the article–of how digital catalogues can disappear with a corporate whim and how organization is impossible.

Yes, music stored on a corporate cloud can disappear at the whim of the cloud’s owner, but any good archivist knows how to keep at least two copies available as backups. Also, any good archivist knows how to organize properly. It’s an undertaking, to be sure, but it isn’t impossible.

One day, I may start collecting vinyl or CDs again–if only to have a physical complement to my digital catalogue.

The streaming age has become an era of exclusive releases, absentee artists, and a wave of raptured tracks. Remind us again why discs were so dissed?

Source: I Can’t Believe I’m Saying This, But I Miss My CDs | WIRED

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11 thoughts on “I Can’t Believe I’m Saying This, But I Miss My CDs”

  1. They Might Be Giants recently released their back catalogue on vinyl. I’m arguing with myself as to why I haven’t purchased it yet. Mostly because I don’t have room for a proper record player, so they would just sit in a crate in the closet.

  2. Technically, I already have a proper turntable as well as my “portable” Califone (vintage mid-1980s, former property of the Cobb County School System). I just don’t have the room for them. Yet.
    Also, as much as I love the Beatles, my favorite piece of vinyl is Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here (“Shine On You Crazy Diamond” is incomparable when played in analogue).

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