I have always liked CDs. If anything my love for CDs is due to being in close proximity to them, as well as being a product of the late eighties in the heyday of the CD. In late 2007, I begged by Dad to get me a record player for my first ever apartment. At this time, I already had a sizable collection of CDs and surprising number of records considering I didn’t have a record player of my own. I remember the special thrill of watching my music play from a record – something you actually don’t often get to see with CDs and certainly not with MP3s.
I tuned into the CBC Radio program Spark this afternoon to catch the tail end of a segment on making music with robots and coloured pencils. The art installation is called Looks Like Music, allowing individuals to accessibly make music without notation. While not entirely far off from computer programs, Looks Like Music founder, Yuri Suzuki, claims that there is a certain importance of tactility and music that is not attained by making music from a computer.
So, in the second installment of the I speak for the CDs series, I report here that CDs offer a unique experience where you can read, handle, and smell liner notes – a completely lost art in downloading music and their artwork. Here are some examples of notable album artwork in my collection:
‘Album of the Year’ by the Good Life – A calendar from 2004.
‘Take Care, Take Care, Take Care’ by Explosions in the Sky – a house with inside bits included.
After countless arguments in support of CDs, I have come to the conclusion that I just need to write a series that defends the compact disc. The title slightly inspired by the Dr. Seuss book The Lorax (much like the title of this very blog), I am defending a media format that is slowly diminishing.
Here is a surprising article that draws another interesting point that differs from many other compact disc naysayers. Even after reading this article, I strongly believe that if you don’t take care of your CDs, i.e. leaving them in the sun, keeping them out of case, or stacking the discs, your CDs probably won’t last… Much like anything one doesn’t take care of.
I’ve worked in three used record stores and extensively bought at the third. People are gross and it shows in their CDs and DVDs they’re trying to make a few bucks off of. My coworkers and I would often hold our breath when we’d open a bag, in fear that we’d inhale some sort of toxic smell. We’d use lighter fluid to clean plastic CD cases, or replace them altogether.
Lesson learned? Take care of your CDs and they’ll last.
Someone asked me earlier this week the percentage of CDs in my collection I have listened to. In attempts to save money and change that percentage, I am making a strong effort to listen to the CDs I already have.
First up, The Deadly Snakes’ ‘Ode to Joy.’ This is an album I bought about five years back based on a recommendation by a pal’s girlfriend. I soon after got into the band’s singer Andre Ethier, leaving his original outfit on the wayside.
This is a total hidden gem and marks the first entry of a new series I’m starting up on here!!