It feels good to sell my old Jackson 5 The Ultimate Collection CD to a neighborhood kid for $2, and to part with a beautiful LP of Dylan Thomas' spoken word on Caedmon for 50 cents. It feels good to part with dozens of CDs and boxes of LPs, pass them on (cheaply!) to new owners, and thus to appreciate better the stuff we decided to keep. I love collecting records, but I don't see the point in owning more than I could possibly listen to in a lifetime. That'd be like having so many children you forget their names.

It's hard not to feel passionate about politics these days, so, thank you Ann and Nancy Wilson, for issuing a cease-and-desist letter to the McCain/Palin campaign so they will stop using Barracuda as Palin's theme song.

From an interview with Amanda Petrusich on Salon. Is it simply that we (some of us) yearn to engage all five senses when listening to music? Mp3s don't smell musty and moldy. You don't get papercuts taking off the shrink wrap. They don't show their age with feathery ring wear and bits of dust. Have you ever licked an mp3?

And does this company make a vinyl scented candle?