The (A)DAR Returns

The holidays are over, the days are brightening up a little, and it’s time to get back into the swing of things. That means it’s back to posting my (Almost) Daily Album Reviews!

Since my last (A)DAR, I have joined the hipster set, re-entering the world of vinyl with a Realistic LAB-2200 turntable. With a new Audio Technica cartridge and a Pyle preamp plugged into my old Bose Wave radio, the music sounds pretty darn good. I’ve already amassed a respectable little collection now that I’m able to join in the fun of record shopping with my friends instead of simply wandering the aisles waiting for them to finish rifling through the bins.

Unfortunately, I have no David Bowie in any of my music collections (how does that happen?), otherwise I’d be joining all the other music lovers on the Interwebz in paying tribute to him today. 2016 is shaping up to be a rough year for rock legends.

The (A)DAR – Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon

2016-01-11 19.26.01Don’t worry, this is going to be a short post. Dark Side has been reviewed, analysed, deconstructed and debated countless times over the decades, and I’m not arrogant enough to think that I have anything new to say about this album.

As for me, I’ve been hearing songs from Dark Side all my life. I was young when it was released, worked in a record store when the original “CD-001” pressing was the only CD version on the shelves, even got wasted and watched as the album eerily synced up to The Wizard of Oz. Yet, in my more years on this planet than I care to admit, through its myriad reissues on vinyl, 8-track, cassette, CD and vinyl again, I never owned a copy of Pink Floyd’s The Dark Side of the Moon.

I ask again… how does that happen?

That oversight has been corrected. On my first trip to the first record store I visited, the first thing I picked up was the 40th anniversary pressing of this classic album. Now that I finally have a chance to listen to it in its entirety and not just as background noise or novelty entertainment, I can appreciate what I’ve missed all those years. This living, breathing, jarring, contemplative, maddening, beautiful album deserves every accolade and reissue it has seen, and then some.