Nothing plays like an old LP. A little whisper of fluff on the needle makes all the difference.
You can’t play Sarah Vaughan on CD. It’s sacrilege.
CDs, through a wonder of technology, don’t compare. A scratch on a record is character. A scratch on a CD is the end of it all.
I played Basement Jaxx – The Singles so many times that track 10 has disappeared completely. I don’t get to bellow out ‘Plug It In’ on a loop anymore. It’s quite tragic. For me.
And I know my age is showing but streaming, as an activity, doesn’t appeal. I like a bit of age in what I listen to. Records, man.