

Stuff like this fascinates me, the ways in which physical limitations can impact a piece of art.


Stuff like this fascinates me, the ways in which physical limitations can impact a piece of art.


Right now it’s a toss-up over:
Rumours by Fleetwood Mac
Graceland by Paul Simon
Time by Electric Light Orchestra
She’s So Unusual by Cyndi Lauper
(I really love them all; other top contenders are Born to Run by Springsteen and Untitled by Blink-182)


I learned a few years back that the original vinyl pressing of this had a completely different track order than the the CD version (and I think was three LPs). I changed the track order on my digital version to match this (without the extra tracks that are near impossible to find) and it works so much better (and I love the album). I’d love to get my hands on a copy but can’t find them for less than $300 if you’re lucky.
I recall, back in the day, seeing articles written for a younger millennial audience that treated the idea of not owning stuff as a kind of virtue. “Saves you from the hassle.”