Friday, June 12, 2009

Back in the Day

I miss the days when I used to know an album from inside & out, like the back of my hand, from front to back.

I miss holding a new cd with my own two hands, struggling to release its surely life-altering beats from their shrink-wrapped catacomb.

I miss the sweet whispers of promise that shiny silver disc would sing as I held it between my expectant fingers, the reassurance of a journey to come, the comfort of an inevitable destiny; Happiness.

Those were the days.


  1. If I pretend this post is about a vibrator, and not a CD, it's a lot funnier.

    But yeah, I miss that feeling, too. Actually, it was better in the days of cassettes, because you couldn't just press a button and skip a song that didn't catch you at first. Just popped it into the tape deck and listen to the whole thing. That's why I still know more songs off of Eazy-Duz-It than any album I've bought in the last five years.

  2. Apparently, you're too young to know the feeling of a [gulp] record. They joy of cleaning it before putting it on a [gulp] turntable. The utter disappointment of opening the shrink wrap, noticing that it is warped and cursing your way back to the [gulp] record store.

  3. I've recently discovered your blog and am enjoying it!