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Fish Crazy
Hi all,
Not posted in here before, but I want to share some thoughts with you. My daughter is constantly harrasing me for credit on iTunes, and being a music junkie myself, I tend to give in if she has been well behaved. I do have some reservations, one being you never own the physical CD single or Cd album. Which kind of leads me to my next quandry.
I have just been rummaging through my collection, ripping some cd's to disk, and compiling some of my own cd's from them. As I filled my drive, I began to look at more than the cd's themselves, at the actual cases, and at the sleeve notes. All of them have some marks of time, some of the oldest cd's now being almost twenty years old. My eyes were drawn to my oldest cd. I will never forget buying it. It was at WHsmiths in Southall, London, in June 1987. Level 42's 'World Machine' album.
I still have it. It's travelled through my teenage years, into young adulthood, and into my thirties with me. It has the mug stain from the tea I drank in my Dads garage as I fitted my first car hifi system, in my first car in 1990, it has scratches and dog-earing from living on my bedroom floor for years. It watched as I brought my wife-to-be home to see my parents for the first time. I was played at my wedding. It saw the arrival of all of my children.
It's amazing. It's still here. So am I!
Downloaded MP3's will not hold the same magic for me, ever. They cannot 'collect' physical reminders of how long they have been with you. That mug stain in priceless!
Any thoughts anybody?
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Not posted in here before, but I want to share some thoughts with you. My daughter is constantly harrasing me for credit on iTunes, and being a music junkie myself, I tend to give in if she has been well behaved. I do have some reservations, one being you never own the physical CD single or Cd album. Which kind of leads me to my next quandry.
I have just been rummaging through my collection, ripping some cd's to disk, and compiling some of my own cd's from them. As I filled my drive, I began to look at more than the cd's themselves, at the actual cases, and at the sleeve notes. All of them have some marks of time, some of the oldest cd's now being almost twenty years old. My eyes were drawn to my oldest cd. I will never forget buying it. It was at WHsmiths in Southall, London, in June 1987. Level 42's 'World Machine' album.
I still have it. It's travelled through my teenage years, into young adulthood, and into my thirties with me. It has the mug stain from the tea I drank in my Dads garage as I fitted my first car hifi system, in my first car in 1990, it has scratches and dog-earing from living on my bedroom floor for years. It watched as I brought my wife-to-be home to see my parents for the first time. I was played at my wedding. It saw the arrival of all of my children.
It's amazing. It's still here. So am I!
Downloaded MP3's will not hold the same magic for me, ever. They cannot 'collect' physical reminders of how long they have been with you. That mug stain in priceless!
Any thoughts anybody?
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