"All Things Must Pass" - George Harrison

When I want to really listen to something, not just play it for background purposes, or to enhance a sexual mood in those around me... I listen to vinyl. Granted, this seems fairly cliche because right now everybody seems wrapped up in the "I love vinyl" mind collective that has infiltrated so many upwardly mobile young adults, but let's take a second to discern why.

First, vinyl is extremely romantic as far as a physical medium for music. I would say, arguably the most romantic form ever created (apologies to the 8-track). As we continue to see physical mediums of music vanish into an oncoming digital cloud, I truly believe that vinyl will be the last remaining way to hold music in your hand. It seems weird, but ask yourself when is the last time you actually bought a CD player? An iPod is simply a storage device (with a pretty heavy form of systematic obsoletion built in) and will be out the door sooner than we think. So here's to blowing the dust off of your parent's record collection (my apologies to the 8-track).

I went out to a flea market last week and picked up this gem for 9.50 usd. Granted, I had to navigate through plenty of non-ironic blue jean short wearers, patrons who smelled like pirate booty, various bikers who were making passes at each other (could Antique Malls be the new Bath Houses of our time?), and a tremendous amount of socks, but it was all worth it in the end.

Pull up the track "My Sweet Lord" and you will realize why it will always be hard to challenge The Beatles as "Best Band In The Universe." This is mainly because their THIRD best songwriter was probably better than 90 percent of all primary songwriters in any band. This album is a treasure trove of incredible jingles, and probably because he had some serious heavyweights helping him out. Eric "God" Clapton, and a little known beat poet named Bob Dylan (who I think was actually Jewish, yep going with Jewish) are contributing members to All Things Must Pass. Very Spiritual.