One of the things I like about vinyl LPs is that they still have that sense of magic about them. I think the relative scarcity of vinyl, as opposed to the abundance of digital, is a major part of that as well. If my NAS drive full of digital music was accidentally wiped tomorrow it would only cause inconvenience. Losing albums and CDs would be a different matter.
“…music is so abused these days. You hear it in every shop you go in; you hear it in every taxi; you hear it in every pub; you hear it coming out of every car door, every car window that passes you in the street. It’s in everybody’s house; it’s on every phone while you’re waiting to complain somewhere. It’s been demeaningly pulled down, whereas it used to be so much more magical and sensory. Now it’s kind of oral, dirty wallpaper.”
It’s hard to pick one favourite Steely Dan song but Deacon Blues is a candidate.
“‘We’re both kids who grew up in the suburbs. We both felt fairly alienated. Like a lot of kids in the fifties, we were looking for some kind of alternative culture — some kind of escape, really — from where we found ourselves.’ Becker describes the song’s eponymous protagonist, who dreams of learning to ‘work the saxophone’ in order to play just how he feels, ‘drink Scotch whiskey all night long, and die behind the wheel,’ as not a musician but someone who ‘just sort of imagines that would be one of the mythic forms of loserdom to which he might aspire. Who’s to say that he’s not right?’”
Social media has killed off any meaningful debate about politics online and it’s doing the same to any kind of discussion. Make any genuine criticism of a band, or a film, somebody else likes and don’t be surprised to get insulted or called a “hater”.
My new camera snapped with an old one. I bought this because it sounded like a good camera for taking photos of garden birds but the garden has been virtually bird-free since it arrived. Some enticement might be needed.