I miss looking at music. This whole internet thing, where you can listen to pretty much any song that’s ever been recorded five seconds after you think of it, is pretty great, but there’s something that you lose when you can’t check out cover art, or look over the lyrics while you listen to a song, or read the liner notes to find out who the steel guitar player was and where the album was recorded.
Online, of course, there’s the possibility for a near-infinite expansion of…
