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Synesthesia

Expect ongoing entries from me on the topic of music as the ripping continues.

I’m enjoying quite a nostalgia trip. I pull out a disc and without even listening, a wave of mixed emotions flood over me.

The summer of the three Belle & Sebastian EPs… The copy of Abbey Road swiped from Alloa Library when I was on a YTS placement… The girl at Uni I fancied who was a massive fan of the Senseless Things… Attending a Teenage Fanclub signing at an HMV in London…

The physical object holds the key to these memories. The colours of the covers take me back to the rough period of time I acquired them. Taking them out of their case and playing them for the first time.

Will the kids of today have these experiences? Will they get nostalgic for downloading something off of Kazaa? Will they glimpse a 250×250 jpg embedded in an ID3 tag and wax lyrical about the old days, when you had to tell your computer what tunes you wanted it to download, rather than it deciding for you?

Or have I just hit the stage in my late twenties when I become an old fart? Fifteen years ago, I’d probably have been ranting about these new fangled CD things not being as good as vinyl, because the album artwork is smaller.