Music isn’t the same anymore.
The purity and grit are gone.
It’s mechanical and cold.
I remember the days of
records and record players.
The crack and pop, the
sizzling booming bass that
rumbled in my soul.
I think of a song, let’s say
something by Zeppelin.
I close my eyes and smell
the weed, see the
blacklight poster on
the brick basement walls.
I lift up the needle and
ramble on.
hi dearest Thomas I loved those days too…I can’t play an instrument or sing but I can write lyrics…I wish I could hear them done this way with a real band ramble on dear poet 💕
Thank you.
Beautifully penned, Thomas. Analog recordings had life to them, that’s for sure my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you, my friend.
Yes, the music world has certainly changed with the aid of computers that drain the soul out of a song. I still break out the records, I have to. “Todays music ain’t got the same soul.”
Thank you, my friend.
You’re right! There’s an ambience that come with the music. Not just sound, but smells & textures & something bigger. Fantastic journey back…
Thank you so much. I agree.