Comic Books and Vinyl Albums

In this day of age, when everything’s exposed, the longing for the innosense we once had is stronger than ever.

It seems like nothing excites no one anymore.

Everything is accesible with a click of a button, people don’t spend more than 3 minutes on something, everything is fast and temporary.

It wasn’t like that back in the old day.

I still remember how we used to wait outside the comci book store eager to get a look at the new Marvel comic book, read the new superheroes adventure.

And the picture – oh, the pictures.

The amazing drawing by Steve McNiven and Dexter Vines – The Amazing Spider-Man, Captain America, Batman, Aqua-Man etc.

I can still remember the smell of the superhero comic books and the smooth touch of the new cover, oh boy,what a feeling!

Same feeling I experienced when I bought a new vinyl album.

Kids today don’t have a clew what I’m talking about. Viny albums are long gone and the world of music Changed beyond recognition, but those who are my age know what I’m talking about. They know you can’t put a price on nostalgic.

Even with Dolby Digital and zillion channels I still love to hear the squeaky sound of the vinyl album with the background noises.

We didn’t have hundreds of TV channels, we didn’t have a computer or cell phones.

Me and my friends would come back from school, sitting on the carpet in front of the giant turntable and playing our favorite vinyl album over and over again.

The Beatles, Ray Charles, Allman Brothers, The Platters, Simon and Garfunkel, The Rolling Stones…all my childhood heroes were placed like soldiers in a big drawer wrapped in nylon and square carton cover.

We would relish every note and every sound.

And I mentioned the pictures..?

Wow…we could stair for hours at the amazing covers. Remember the horro Iron Maiden covers? King Crimson, Mike Oldfield…and the list goes on and on.

Now who can put a price on that? How can anyone not miss that??

It seems that everything was a lot simpler back than, more naive. Like we were.

We didn’t have much – none of us had – so it was easy for us to get excited.

I remember I would carefully turn the pages when I read a new comic book so the pages would not fold or curl.

I would place a large book on it at night to keep it fresh

And I would never put the vinyl album back in the cover without the nylon, afraid it would scratch and I wouldn’t be able to hear it again (heaven knows the damn thing would scratch either way after I heard it for so many time…).

It’s different today.

The turntable was replaced by the computer in the livingroom.

Kids listen to mp3 files and YouTube instead of the Vinyl albums, and they watch digital books instead of comic books.

They Share, Like, Tweet, Link, Buzz, Tag, Rate, but they don’t feel.

They don’t get excited, they don’t have the thrill at the back of their neck, they don’t crave.

The Innocence and naive have gone.

The first Spider-Man was presented in 1962 in the Amazing Fantasy anthology by Marvel.

It didn’t have special effects and no digital sound. We had to use our imagination.

We saw Peter Parker in are childhoos eyes, how he turns into a superhero, felt his pain and sympathized with him during his teenager struggles.

Those were our childhood memories.

The touch, the smell, the excitement, the “new”. I miss that.

I miss that for my kids that don’t experience that as often as we did.

I guess times have changed. It’s different for them. I just hope they will be lucky enough to find the things that will make them excited, that will trigger their enthusiasm.

Otherwise, what’s the point?