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i think every music lover has this fantasy that at some point, somebody like questlove-- a known musical encyclopedia will come to the crib and eye the music collection.
and then, he'll look at an album you have and say, "wow, you're up on THIS? impressive."
that's not a thing that actually happens, but I think subconsciously, as a collector, you think about dumb shit like that. when i lurked on this forum in college, i used to think things like... "yeah, i know soul music better than most of my peers, but what if AFKAP or Scorpion saw my collection and noticed i couldn't talk intelligently about ____ . Oh no, i need to be up on more music."
so partially because i was interested in all genres of music, and partially because i wanted to be able to show off... i started digging.
i went through every list of "best rock albums ever." i bought those records. i listened even though i didn't get it right away. i wanted to feel what other people heard when they heard those records. and then, something happened.
i remember the album that triggered it-- Hendrix's "axis: bold as love". his playing was more than loud. it was; soulful. Tender. i heard something i could latch onto in that music that i could say, "yes... *I* can feel this." not based on what i heard someone say. based on what i FELT.
so then i compulsively tracked down every classic rock album i could find. discovered a lot of great music. even started in on different genres like jazz and punk and hip hop.
so my music collection was massive. i was proud.
but then my roommate said, "but when will you have time to listen to all that stuff?" i froze in my tracks because i hadn't thought about it before he said that. but he was right. if i listened to music for 18 hours of the day, i STILL couldn't get through my entire collection in a year. that assumes i listen to every album once. never revisiting favorites, never giving albums a chance to sink in.
he noted that there were probably albums i hadn't listened to in years. but I still had them in my collection. he was right.
then he said "isn't looking at albums you DON'T wanna hear again kinda depressing?" he was right again.
so i did something drastic. i sold most of my collection. i decided i needed no more than 4 crates of albums at a time. that's enough room to hold all of your old favorites and still have a library of stuff you're interested in, but haven't delved into. it's enough i browse your music collection and still find something new.
so from that point on, i never kept more than 4 crates of albums. I discovered the joy of stumbling across a record you USED to love in a record bin, and being able to be reminded of the MEMORY of a great album instead of having it at home, looking at it, and realizing yet again that you don't want to play it.
fast forward to now. at this point, i have an intentionally incomplete music collection. it doesn't look like a top __ albums of all time ever list. it's seemingly scattershot. a tune i like from a classic album here, an unreleased demo there.
but still, sometimes you want to hear a song from WAY back in the day, some song from an album you heard long ago, but you don't want to buy the album again, because the will remind you that you've heard the album too many times to justify buying.
enter spotify.
i am over here listening to Diana Ross album cuts that i forgot existed.
no, i don't want to buy a damn copy of "The Boss." but I can access it, look back on how dope the track is, and then move on with my life.
that's the advantage of spotify. it lets me access whatever without having the burden of looking at a physical copy of an album i don't want to look at or even download.
i had these thoughts, and this place is litterally the only place in the world that could possibly relate.
that's why I typed all of that. i feel better now.
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