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May 15, 2006



I know what you mean; I hear one song, and I'm ready for the next one to come on--but it doesn't! Also, we have all your sunshine here in the Pac NW. It's supposed to be in the 80s this week! Eek--we have no air conditioning.


Green Day's American Idiot is the only recent concept album I can think of. Definitely rewarding to listen to it in order, but the tracks stand alone well, too.

Kate Fitzpatrick

I had that walkman in 1983 when I got back from Rome. Do you remember how many batteries per week it took to run it?


“London Calling” is the perfect example of an album that wouldn't be the same on random. Not having two sides (or four in the case of LC or six for Sandinista!) is that it limits the artist to just one "opening song." For "Girlfriend," Matthew Sweet solved this problem (somewhat) by having the sound of an album being flipped over separate the two "sides."

And here's a blasphemous post on "London Calling," if you're in the mood to scoff.



Not only do I remember the glorious sound of a needle falling gently into the groove of an album (of which i still have hundreds along with my Technics turntable - which, by the way, needs a new needle, where on earth do you get one of THOSE?), but I also remember having both an 8-track player in my bedroom as well as a 'Dynamite 8' that I took with me EVERYWHERE including on the bus and to school (carried lovingly in a multi-hued macramed early version of a messenger bag) where it was often confiscated by the principal.

I will still always hear the "KA CHUNK" sound of the tracks changing on the Eagles 'Hotel California' between Wasted Time and Wasted Time (reprise) - tracks 3 and 4 I believe.

I'll admit to falling in absolute love with the shuffle feature on my first auto CD player. Since it was only a single CD player it could only shuffle one CD at a time. Now the whole world is my shuffle oyster. I almost can't imagine listening to anything straight through anymore. I wonder if artists still take as much time as they used to in planning how an album would flow.


It's the one tragedy of the iPod generation...not having those song sequences permanently burned into the memory.

Abbey Road, Side 2.
Sergeant Pepper.

Lose the sequence, lose the magic...


And the mix tape...what will the world be without mix tapes. The work we put into those things. Recording your own audio at the beginning or between songs. Then, mailing them, waiting for them to arrive, such a lengthy process. Burning a CD for someone just isn't the same.

Not only do I remember my Walkman, I recall skiing with it, crashing and having it fill up with snow.


I got a Walkman in 1980, the big boxy model that records and takes four AA (I think) batteries. I used it a lot to record stuff "in the field" that I mixed into my "tape pieces" (I'm a composer), another term that has no meaning any more.
A friend of mine made a compilation disk years ago of all the versions of La Bamba he could get the rights for and the producer hired a "sequencer", a person whose highly-paid profession it was to put songs in sequence on an album.
Ah, the good old days.
And by the way, yes it was technically illegal to copy your vinyl disks onto cassette tape but as a pirating technique it was so incredibly slow, unwieldy and low-fi (HSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS) that no one bothered to prosecute anyone for it.


Love the Squeeze reference. The most underappreciated band ever.

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