I know I'm gonna sound like a crochety old man here, but I don't mean to.
I am so glad we have the internet and other forms of instantaneous media. Anyone can sit in their home and write, record and release an album, write and publish a book, mae films for all to see across the globe. It's a wonderful thing.
But I do sort of miss the paradigm I grew up with from the 60s-80s. I mean, I guess I am glad I grew up without all these things, so I know what both sides are like.
When I was a kid, we didn't have video games, didn't have 600 TV channels (in fact we had 5, and no remote!), didn;t have access to countless albums and movies to download and watch on a laptop or phone. Heck, we didn't have cell phones either.
Anyway, I'm not unhappy that these things exist. I use them myself-they are fun and convenient. I'm not stuck in the past. I don't feel like the collapse of the planet is looming because of these technologies.
But there was something about the era preceding the computer age that was special and I think has been lost.
I remember waitig until Friday rolled around because the only TV I cared about came on Friday nights and weekends. Twilight Zone and Night Gallery reruns, Friday Night Creature Feature where they'd show a couple of old horror/monster movies with a cheesy local horror host guy, watching Kung Fu movies on Saturday mornings...
No VCRs or DVD players...you had to actually go see a film in the theater.
When it came to music, especially when I got into punk rock in the late 70s, early 80s, we had zines and word of mouth. Underground music was like a club sort of. No CDs either, so you'd go to the record store and lok through the vinyl, find something interesting. I remember seeing a 7" ep by The Residents and thinking "What the...?" and getting it just based on how odd it looked. No way of knowing what laid in the grooves.
I remember going to the local record store in Tulsa, which was right next door to the local head shop (and owned by the same folks) and buying both Minutemen's Double Nickels on the Dime and Husker Du's Zen Arcade--two double albums--on the same day. On vinyl. Then going home and making tapes of them to preserve the vinyl.
Before that, I remember when I'd buy a KISS album. Big artwork, the new record smell...they used to cram all kinds of cool stuff in KISS albums--rub-on tattoos, iron-on t-shirt art, posters...anyone remember the pop gun that came in copies of the Love Gun album?
I guess I just feel it's a double-edged sword. We get so much from having instant access to art and information and other people across the world, but that instant gratification kind of makes things seem a llittle less precious in some ways.
To me at least.