A trendy art gallery in the middle of London’s even trendier Shoreditch is not the first place you’d think of to find 100 people sitting round listening to a 41 year old album of frail, beautiful whimsy. Especially when they were listening to the album on state of the art high-end audio. But, this is the new music movement in the UK, and it’s growing.
Have we sacrificed sound quality with digital formats and is that why vinyl is having such a renaissance? Do some albums deserve to be heard beginning to end? Are most of our listening experiences confined to isolated instances such as listening on headphones to our iPods?