Hello, and welcome to the first installment in a series of articles observing all things related to the musical past. If you have a suggestion for something you want to see covered in this series, feel free to drop it here.
–Clears throat obnoxiously, unwraps hard candy, and pushes glasses up from tip of nose —
I grew up a 90s kid, which means that most of my music-consuming life has been centered around the compact disc (CD). It’s strange for me to think that there are full grown adults today who have never owned one, but with streaming services like Spotify, Apple Music, and Amazon Prime Music offering a nearly endless selection of songs – along with the emergence of numerous high quality digital file types – I can’t really claim that they’re missing out on much. In fact, listening to music is arguably easier and a better experience than it was at any other point in history. Technology has put the world at our fingertips, and that world includes a lot of music.
However, the experience of listening to music is wildly different than it used to be. In 2005, I remember waking up on a Tuesday (which is when new albums used to be released, particularly in the United States) and rushing out to buy Thrice’s Vheissu. I didn’t have my own car,so I had to bum a ride off my friend who was eager to pick up Franz Ferdinand’s You Could Have It So Much Better, which dropped a few weeks earlier. We drove to an FYE forty minutes away and were pleased to find our respective treasures, each forking over $12.99 of our hard-earned minimum wage dollars. Back then, listening to an artist was more than just a way to spend time – it felt like a true investment.
With that investment came trust. If I spent that much money (sometimes more) on an album only to be mightily let down, it altered my entire trajectory with said artist. A case-in-point would be Linkin Park’s Minutes to Midnight, a 2007 release that I was beyond hyped for but that still reverberates as one of my first hugely disappointing purchases. On the other hand, consistency was rewarded with loyal fandom: bands like Jimmy Eat World, Thrice, Yellowcard, and Brand New are among bands that I own every CD for, along with all or most of their EPs. I know obscure facts about them that the average listener doesn’t. I could recite to you their entire history as a band. I’m not saying that passion eludes modern day streaming subscribers (after all, I’m one of them!), but it’s all too easy to dismiss a flawed work and move on to the next hot ticket item. That passion has been redirected to a never-ending pursuit of music, as opposed to living with the consequences of a purchase and wearing that CD out until it was faded/scratched, until you knew every single lyric, and until you had spent enough time with it to witness those initial flaws grow into endearing quirks.
All senses of obligatory commitment aside, CDs were just fun to own. There was something about holding the artwork in your hands that made the music real. CD owners probably remember that the best part of opening a new album (once that impossible-to-penetrate plastic was removed!) was taking out the inside sleeve and seeing how much effort the artist put into the packaging. In some cases, it was little more than the tracklist and a paragraph’s worth of credits. Other times, we were treated to anything from collages of high-res artwork/band pics to unfolding posters. If it was a concept album, sometimes there would be illustrations depicting the story told by the lyrics. Vinyl has in many ways carried this torch (as anyone who ordered mewithoutYou’s [Untitled] collector’s edition can attest to), so at least the visual component to music hasn’t been totally abandoned — although vinyl owns a pretty specialized corner of the music consumption market, whereas CDs were essentially universal and brought joy to everyone.
Obviously, sharing music has become a whole lot easier. At its simplest, all you need to do is link somebody to Spotify’s free app and watch their life change for the better. If you’re really into music, you can pay to go ad-free. There’s millions of free songs on YouTube. You no longer need to risk a computer virus downloading MP3’s from Limewire. You don’t have to travel to your buddy’s house with a blank CD-R so that they can insert it into their disk drive and burn you a copy. This installment of “Throwback Thursday” was never meant to be a comparison of which era is better for music, because it’s so clearly the current one. However, just as with so many other outdated technologies, there’s a certain charm and nostalgia to be missed. Whether it was driving to five different record stores to find an obscure indie gem or jumping through hoops to share a new album with a classmate, music simply demanded more effort and direct input from its consumers. As with anything, the harder you work for it, the more you tend to appreciate it. Today’s infinitely accessible libraries are a blessing that no music fan should take for granted. However, the pleasure derived from them is fleeting compared to the everlasting bond between a classic CD and its owner.
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Since then I've probably only bought 100 CDs with the most recent being Tool - Fear Inoculum
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I still support the artists by now buying vinyl, and other merch. Back when I went to concerts, fucking Covid, I'd always buy something from the merch stand, all my shirts are now wearing thin.
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I think the thought of wasting money on something that might not 'stick' stops me in my old age, but guess I thought money was disposable/unimportant in my youth (or something). I remember when I started earning and still lived it at home it was open season, used to buy tons of CDs having heard nothing of the artist before-hand. There was an exciting sense of discovery which although is now much, much wider in scope and infinitely more accessible, can never realistically be replicated.
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There is definitely an empty void within me that live shows once occupied.
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A definite downside to buying CDs, though, was the stupid plastic wrap and then that fucking sticker keeping the case shut once you finally got the plastic off.
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Used to own something like 150-200 CD's during my teens. Sold them all, when my music taste changed. Now, I own 60 CD's, mostly Zappa and jazz records, and still buy from time to time.
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As some of you know, I'm a fervent supporter of physical media -- be it film, music or games -- because I feel you should own something you're actually buying. I've never understood paying 8 quid for something digital if there's a physical option for it. Not only that, it's an experience I feel younger generations are missing out on. Getting hyped for an album and going down to your local music store to get the CD/LP/cassette on release was as much an experience as hearing the album itself, and it's a shame to see that side of it dying out. Although, with the vinyl revival at least there's some form of it again.
Admittedly, I haven't been buying as many CDs of late, but I still buy them, and my collection is pretty impressive. haha
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I actually stopped because of the vinyl resurgence and all the talk of CDs becoming completely obsolete, I no longer wanted to 'invest' in them when they could cease to exist somewhere down the line. Does anyone think that might still happen in the near-ish future?
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Still, like Gonzo said, collectors are out there, and even cassette tapes are becoming more frequent in the indie scene etc.
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I'm also in that likely mostly-extinct breed that will still occasionally burn mix CD's, mostly as gifts for my close friends and parents, who are all old enough to appreciate it (seemingly sincerely haha), so having a format that allows you to rip stuff to multiple computers is great, and definitely beats paying $1.29 for individual tracks (which, what's with that? I remember being so mad when that became the new standard).
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This "cheapening" feeling applies to just about everything in our new digital world. Vidya games, visual art, ETC. I'm not sure if I would want to go back to before high-speed Internet or earlier but it has its drawbacks.
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Except it's in the trunk, what the fuck
You can't change CDs while driving
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hot fuss was mine iirc
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I had fucking Fall Out Boy's From Under the Cork Tree and The Shin's Oh Inverted World
@Sin Yea I fucking love the swappable art and how it opens like a book
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had a big collection growing up and still have most of it (many of them scratched to hell). starting collecting Vinyl about 5 years ago but thinking of switching gears again. or just collecting both, haha. thanks for sharing as I'm definitely feeling nostalgic for the 90s lately
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I was furious but she genuinely just didn't think I'd care, just like some older people don't understand why I still buy CDs and DVDs
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It definitely formed my taste on sounds I gravitated towards more than having everything so easily on a click of a button
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