It’s come to a point where I feel inconvenienced by an album not getting a digital release. Having to *buy* a CD online and *wait* for it to come to my home, then having to rip the thing… and then find somewhere to keep the case and physical disc, having to put it away
somewhere and worry about it being knocked over by the cat and eaten by the dog. Or stolen by burglars. To worry about it and it’s equally awkward brethren being packaged up somehow for one of my frequent house-moves.
Why bother with all that when I can pay a lesser amount and get a digital copy almost instantly that I can keep on my computer and/or a server, that I can copy to my digital players or my phone and play *straight* *away*.
There was a time when I valued the physical art, the sleeve, insert, booklet, whathaveyou… I loved that stuff. I loved the inventiveness that often came with the physical product. Such inventiveness is hard to come by these days. With labels cutting costs and printing CDs to a
cheaply arranged standard. You rarely come across interesting design outside small indie artists often releasing stuff at a loss out of their own home studio.
There is a still a vinyl scene releasing custom discs and convoluted release mechanisms, but my lifestyle doesn’t really allow me the time or space for such hobbyist appreciation.
So here I am. This week I’ve bought three releases by groups I like and didn’t even consider a physical copy. Didn’t even look. Just grabbed the mp3s and ran.