Some Of Us Are Never Satisfied

Perhaps, Mick Jagger said it best ("Can't get no satisfaction")
because society appears to thrive on drama, regardless the
level or aspect. As such, I felt compelled to recently respond
to a portion of a rant/rave by a forum poster who couldn't
seem to decide in which format he likes his music (analog or
digital).

Upon conclusion of your review of the below, and to post your
opinion on this subject regarding which music format delivers
the best sound experience for you, let's start an argument, er,
I mean, discussion over on the "B# RoundTable" at
http://yahoogroups.com/group/bsharproundtable

Thanks for your participation...it is sincerely appreciated.

KL
http://www.myspace.com/jazzman795
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FROM: Forum Poster

> All that having been said, I do like and prefer to download my
music
> more than buying a CD, but I feel that the LP's are better quality
after
> all the hype. The CD is digital and works by clipping the "unheard"
> frequencies of the music, making some older music sound strange ( I
> know this is going to blow people's mind, but bear with me). To me,
> music sounds different on an LP record than on a Compact Disk. I
think
> the digitizing process while it is supposed to surgically take out
only
> frequencies that can not be heard by the human ear, I feel the
digitizing
> process may inadvertently take out portions of those frequencies we
> can hear or more likely, the theory I subscribe to, is that those
> frequencies are detected by us but not perceived as "heard". We may
> have sensory perception that goes beyond the known capabilities of
the
> 5 senses. This is all speculative, and there is no scientific
evidence I can
> offer, but I can subjectively say that LP records have a warmth
that is
> just lacking on the CD medium.
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Kenny Love's Response:

In the words of Bill Cosby, "I am so sick and tired (or tired and
sick?)" of this age-old argument, that I could, well, anyway...

For years (pre-digital age), people moaned and groaned about
the "scratches" that occurred on LPs, primarily, due to their
own misuse and lack of proper care which, ultimately, was also
the reason for a certain percentage of increased vinyl record
sales. That's right, Mr. Superstar Vinyl Recording Artist of
yesteryear...some of your sales awards may have very well
been a direct result of a certain number of your fans
accidentally destroying their initial copies of your vinyl record.
Then, upon realizing they could not live one moment longer
with a less than perfect copy, returned to the retail store to
purchase, yet, another. And, maybe, just maybe, we ought
to now re-tally those sales again, just to be sure you actually
earned those Gold, Platinum, Multi-Platinum, and Diamond
awards.

The "warmth" that some listeners later claimed to be missing
from the new digital forms of music was not even a
consideration during the pre-digital age. Why? Well, because
of an UN-availability of a better sound. As such, you couldn't
miss what you never had since there was nothing else to
compare it to.

So, what have we suddenly become in this new digital age of
super technoogy...bionic, whereby, we can audibly discern the
most subtle of nuances between analog and digital so well that
we can make, pardon the pun, "sound" judgment calls? Many
people I know can barely hear their alarm clocks going off in
the morning during the first ten rings! Suddenly, sound is "too
clean," "too clear?" Isn't this what we sought like Moses in the
Promised Land?

Perhaps, here is a theory of what has occurred to many
nightclub deejays who have refused to relinquish their vinyl
and would rather die at the claws of Louisiana swamp beasts
before surrendering it. Incidentally, my apology to Louisiana
swamp beasts...after all, some of my best friends are...

Perhaps, just perhaps, mind you, there has been an ongoing
government conspiracy (not reasonably unlikely with the Bush
Administration and well within the confines of an X-Files format),
whereby, certain nightclub deejays have been captured under
the cloak of darkness as their heads are enveloped with a dark
cloth and they are whisked away in a black van to the sounds
of screeching tires and revving engines, then taken to an even
darker warehouse where a lone light descends by a fine string
from the ceiling.

The nightclub deejays' are then forced into a chair that has
been strategically placed under the light, then purged of all
they know and are aware of, subsequently lobotomized, with a
reinstatement of specific brainwashing computer code of which
its sole purpose is to activate their newly installed programming
that initiates and spearheads their proclamation and support of
vinyl records having a lifelong historical place in the annals of
the Music industry.

<Whew! Don't you just abhor run-on sentences? I hate 'em!>

Indeed, the nightclub deejays have now become the modern
day Patrick Henrys chanting "Long live vinyl! Long live vinyl!
If I can't have the liberty of vinyl, then give me death!"

And, unseen by the deejays, actor Mark Wahlberg, fresh from
his starring role in "Shooter" while refusing to return his
Cheyenne Tactical .405 military rifle to its rightful armory, cocks
its hammer as he awaits at an elevated distance of 1500 yards,
with the deejays trained perfectly in his sight.

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