Records are very popular these days and the prices for many albums has gotten just silly. Long-time record collector Liz Ohanesian, writing in LA Weekly, has seen enough:
But it’s not just the over-inflated price of records that has become so disheartening. The current obsession with “curating” stores instead of just stocking whatever’s available has made record shopping boring. The dust and chaos of the old stores has been replaced with neat bins that carefully organize records into genres and sub-genres, some with handy recommendations on the front. Instead of crate-digging, I feel like I just stepped inside Pandora.
Add that to the eBay-mimicking prices and it’s like the world of Internet music consumption has spilled over into the real one. It’s music for people who are used to algorithm-based recommendations and who want the prestige of vinyl at any cost, except the cost of dedication. I’m starting to feel like people are selling me cool points instead of music.
Exactly.
H/t: CJ
