Something I will likely not experience again is discovering a new album and spending time reading the lyrics, enjoying the artwork and just generally being consumed by the entire package.
Jumping back to 1982, I had heard the first greatest hits album by Queen at a friends house and my gran bought it for me a few weeks later. It was the start of a journey where I ended up owning literally hundreds of Queen singles, albums, books and other items.
What, however, remains is the time I spent listening to every track over and over again and perhaps, what may seem strange today, the time spent reading the inner sleeves and understanding more about where each song came from.
It quickly became embedded in my mind and somehow the music and the imagery fitted together in my memories, and to this day when I hear one of these songs, I see the album. I see it vividly and I know every word in every line and every part of each song. It is an experience that is more than one that is gained purely through listening.
Admittedly this particular Queen album is unusual in that for many it is regarded as way above what almost any other artists can offer. It contains the singles from a decade when Queen were unbelievably creative and is arguably the most perfect singles album of all time. I do admit by bias by the way.
More than anything, I will miss this kind of simple experience. We live in a time where £10/month gives us all of the music we could ever want, a dream I could not have even imagined when I was a child, but it is also a time when the ‘experience’ of a new album is so remarkably shallow.