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Confession: I really don’t buy music very often. Mostly I’m a pirate, yarr. (I promise to never do that again.)
Usually I just don’t have the money or the time to go to the record store and shell out the fifteen bucks that I can’t help but think could go to something more useful, like food, or student loans.
Well, today was a nice day because I found out that I have more money in my pocket than I thought I did. So I said, “Hey, maybe you should go on down to the store and buy yourself that new Black Keys album that’s out today.”
So I did. And since it was there, and they were both on sale for $8, I also got Band of Horses’ new one.
Now, I’m can see the merit in the whole digital music thing, you know, convenience, portability, more variety and whatnot. But as some one who recently lost her entire collection in one fell swoop, I can also see the downsides. Technology is much more unreliable than having the physical thing in front of you.
Digital music’s also a lot less fun to unwrap. When I was younger, like really a lot younger, buying a CD felt like such a big freaking deal. You would go through the many layers of cellophane, then try really hard to peel the stupid sticker tape from the top off in one piece, only to THEN get stuck and find out that there’s also awesome sticker tape at the bottom, before you snap open the cover, usually breaking one of the little legs that hold the cover to the back of the case.
After all that work, you snap it out of it’s case, clumsily drop it in your CD player and press “Play,” anxiously standing by for the first sounds to come out. Once they did, you adjusted the volume so your parents wouldn’t get mad, then lay on the floor in front of the destructed CD case and it’s wrapping and things. Then, as you listen, you try and pull out the stupid booklet they jammed into the front cover of the case, usually breaking it off completely from the back part. Then you thumb through the booklet, looking at the pictures, reading the lyrics, getting really excited if it turns out there’s a poster included, all the while bobbing your head along with the music.
Siiiiiiiiiiigh. Those were the good old days. I forgot how fun it can be!
First off, when did CD manufacturers figure out how much those plastic CD cases suck? Because both of these opened with a little tear at the minimal cellophane, and then with the flick of your hand. I was able to open it while driving.
The Black Keys’ Brothers had an awesome poster easily accessible in the side pocket, but the coolest part about having the actual CD turned out to be the disc itself. It was black when I put it in my CD player. When I took it out, it looked like this, only whiter, because it took me a second to find my camera:
You can see it in the process of changing back to black. THAT IS SO COOL.
The album itself is freaking awesome. I don’t do reviews, so you have to settle for that. Just know my favorite tracks as of THIS SECOND are “Sinister Kid” and “These Days.”
Band of Horses’ Infinite Arms was also super fun to unwrap. Each song has a little polaroid-type card with some lyrics on the back. I like that a lot.
But I’m a little mad about this one on principle because it doesn’t play. There must be something wrong with the disc, because it’s just not having it. Taking it back tomorrow.
Maybe The Black Keys just rocked so hard that they broke my CD player. Likely.
I can’t believe I just wrote a blog post about this. Seriously? Unwrapping CDs? I need a life.




