Every now and then…

You get an album in the mail that you were really looking forward to; one that upon first glance looks flawless; a rare gem you’ve been looking for for awhile. Then you dim the lights, start it spinning, and lower the tonearm. 

(Here’s where it’s supposed to get good, no?)

Well, every now and then in this magical moment you get unpleasantly surprised. A near visually flawless record is littered with noise, destroying the ambiance of the album.

I received one of those a few days ago. I’ve been through two really tough days and have been waiting until tonight to put it on. 

A really disappointing end to a terrible week.