I never stopped listening. Put the record on and feel something different. Here's to the vinyl lovers out there.
My first job in high school was working at Camelot Music in the Southwyck Mall in Toledo, Ohio. I'd love when a customer would come in and either have no idea what they wanted to listen to or had a song in their head that they just couldn't place. My brain is a bit of a music encyclopedia, so finding a CD or cassette tape for them was really the perfect job for 16-year-old me.
So fast forward -> Vinyl could have easily died in the age of the CD. But now the The Wall Street Journal reports that vinyl sales are up 49% for 2014 (8 million records sold). CRAZY. I've never really stopped collecting them and I'm slightly embarrassed to say how large my collection is. Everything you can think of: British invasion, Motown, 70's California, Henley, Fogerty, Minneapolis, Aretha, LRB, Pablo Cruise, Genesis, Pete Gabriel, Phil, Doobies, Miles, Coltrane, Mancini, Bacharach, James (Brown, Taylor, Rick), Kenny (Rogers, Loggins, not G.), Tribe, H&O, The King. Listening to all of this on vinyl never ceases to be important to me. I could go into the technical ramifications for why humans prefer analog compared to digital and why the streaming services just don't do it for me, but that's not really the point. Listening to music is a past-time. Just listening to listen. Together. My Dad taught me this.
So if you still listen, or need a good excuse to start listening again, here's to this fun little experiment called VNYL.