stephaniewazhere wrote:And when it comes to buying a full length album on I-tunes I don't see any difference except that it is not physical and you don't get the fancy artwork. When it comes down to it, it is the same sound, same length. Nothing changes. Now if you need the actual album in order to get the feel from it, then the artist or band did not do their job to make sure the sound was more approachable than some fancy case and a booklet.
See, that's the big difference right there. What you're getting in iTunes or wherever else is compressed, and personally, I can hear the difference between an average quality MP3 and a CD clear as day. But the point of having the CD is, more than just the actual sleevenotes and artwork (which are often very spartan), is that I can hold it in my hand, and I can put it into a CD player, without having to be at a computer, or syncing it to my mp3 player, or jacking my mp3 player into the back of a stereo, or whatever. The music is its own physical thing.
I guess the notion now is that all these multimedia things will converge into one singular device - see the iPhone - and everyone's media will be in this one little thing... I don't buy that for a second. I don't want to listen to music on a phone, I don't want to surf the web on my TV, I don't want to read books off a screen... For me, I pick an album to listen to like I pick a movie to watch. I want to take a thing, put it into another thing, and then sit down and enjoy it. I don't want to press a button and let a machine pick how it thinks I might best be entertained right now with a smart playlist or any of that, because ultimately it comes down to that great Orwellian idea that maybe, deep down inside all of us, there's a place that
they can't get to.
It's still taken for granted that seeing a movie at the cinema is the way to see it. If not that, then on somebody's big screen with the lights out. Yet now it's taken for granted that the way to listen to a song is on youtube, through shitty computer speakers, while chatting on Facebook, or blaring out of awful iPod headphones on a bus.
And just to secure my reputation as a anorak-wearing nerd; almost every album I've ever bought, I remember buying, I remember listening to for the first time, I remember listening to it in a certain specific place, at a certain specific time, I remember the sleeve notes, the artwork, the little details here and there, the fact that the dedication inside Sleepytime Gorilla Museum's "In Glorious Times" to Nils Frykdahl's late brother Per is missing all the letter 'r's for some reason beyond me, the fact that Frank Zappa's "Waka/Jawaka" features an instrument he called Electric Bed-springs, the fact that I was listening to Magma's "Live" while walking up Burghmuir Road in Perth one beautiful September evening in 2004, that I was on a bus in the Summer of 2005 listening to A Silver Mt Zion's first album after having left a group of people before they went to a house party and that I was wearing a shirt I had bought earlier that day and that when I got back my stepfather had placed my still-powered up laptop in the washing basket where it had gotten extremely hot...... and all that seemingly irrelevant stuff actually colours my opinion and enjoyment of an album or an artist in a way that I've just never had simply listening to music at a computer.