I had a CD collection, not so long ago, numbering close to 300. It went into storage while I was away, and got stolen at some point — best part of 20 years of collecting, gone, never to be recovered. That was it — for over a decade I became dependent on streaming. Now, I'm not anti streaming, I think it has its place, I still stream when in the office or mowing the lawn etc.
But over the last few years I've begun to miss that physical connection I once had. Some will argue it's a tactile experience you can only have with vinyl, I respectfully disagree — for someone who became a teenager in 1990, CDs were and are my thing. I want to place a CD in the tray, peruse the liner notes, consider the cover art, then close my eyes and absorb the sound, have an experience again. And it's still tactile!
So a few months ago I began buying CDs again. Then I bought a new CD player and speakers, and that's when a magical thing started to happen — I started to hear elements of the recordings that I hadn't noted before, and that made me listen even more diligently. As a result I began to make notes as I was listening, not reviews, more observations, musings, memories associated with different songs and albums. And that's kind of how the idea for this blog came about.
What this actually is
So there won't be reviews. I'll share thoughts, observations, feelings — sometimes track by track, sometimes an album as a whole, sometimes I'll comment on just a few tracks in an album, or maybe it will just be a single song. I'm not here to score albums out of ten or tell you whether something's “good.” I want to write about how a record sits with me — what it stirs up, what it reminds me of, why I picked it up in the first place, why it's earned a place on the shelf. Sometimes that'll be about the music. Sometimes it'll be about a memory the music happens to be attached to. Expect it to wander.
Occasionally I may post collection updates, but not updates on every purchase. Every so often I'll share a batch of finds, particularly when something in there actually meant something: a record I'd been hunting for years, a charity shop find I didn't expect, a recommendation that turned into an obsession.
The finds worth writing about
Some CDs are just CDs. Others have a story — why I went looking, what led me there, what it was like to finally find it. Those are the ones worth writing about properly, and those are the ones I'll slow down for.
Why physical media, why now
I could give you the practical reasons — audio quality, ownership, the fact that a streaming service can quietly remove an album from existence and there's nothing you can do about it. All true. But honestly, the real reason is simpler: I missed the ritual. Choosing a CD, holding the case, reading who played what while the album runs — that's a different relationship with music than a thumbnail and a play button. I want that relationship back.
This isn't a nostalgia trip for nostalgia's sake, though. It's a genuine rebuild — new finds alongside old favourites, discovering things I missed the first time around as much as reclaiming what I already loved.
What to expect going forward
No schedule, no promises of consistency for its own sake. I'll write when there's something worth saying — about an album, a find, a memory a song dragged back up unannounced. If you're rebuilding your own collection, rediscovering physical media, or just miss the feeling of committing to an album rather than skipping through one, I think you'll feel at home here.
That's what The Tracklist is: not a top ten, not a countdown — just the running order of what's actually been playing, in whatever order it means something.
First entry's coming soon. Let's see where the shelf takes us.
P.S. A few people will ask what I'm listening on, so — for the curious: Denon D-M41DAB driving a pair of Wharfedale Diamond 220s. Not a flex, just context — it's the setup that started all this.