Vinyl re­vival is good news for mu­sic fans

Bray People - - Rathmichael Parish Fete -

THERE’S a ques­tion. At this ex­act mo­ment how many CDs do you have, dis­placed from their cases, float­ing around on the floor or seats of your car? With their lit­tle shiny faces slightly scratched.

If it’s any­thing like mine then you’ll soon run out of count­ing fin­gers and thumbs. Hands held up, give me a pesky lit­tle kit­ten or a bunch of CDs to look af­ter for a month and the kitty wins hands down. CD main­te­nance is a bother and part of the rea­son why the cur­rent ‘Vinyl Revo­lu­tion’ is a wel­come breath of fresh air.

When EMI re-re­leased two Cold­play and four Ra­dio­head ti­tles on vinyl dur­ing Au­gust, quite a few eye­brows were raised. But then you ei­ther get it or you don’t. Ask any­one un­der the age of 18 if they have ever used a record player (or bet­ter still a grama­phone) and they’ll look at you as if you re­ally do hail from Mars. But vinyl never re­ally went out of fash­ion, it just took its place in the back­ground and waited for a time when it would be re-em­braced.

Cham­pi­oning the mer­its of a record or LP to some­one who has never gen­tly dropped a nee­dle in its groove is chal­leng­ing. In a cli­mate where life has be­come all about daily rush of get­ting nowhere, it is just the kind of evening treat that you need to pull back on those reins and ease you into re­lax­ation. There is some­thing more in­ti­mate about its drift­ing sound, its mel­low raw­ness and an ab­so­lu­tion from the ‘dig­i­tal re­mas­ter­ing’ which ster­ilises most CDs and DVDs that teaches you ap­pre­ci­a­tion. There is no ‘skip on’ but­ton when reach a song you are un­fa­mil­iar with and this en­cour­ages you to ac­tu­ally lis­ten to the com­pleted piece of work and gen­uinely get what the artist has to say. Well, you re­ally haven’t much of a choice un­less you are a dab hand with plac­ing a nee­dle pre­cisely be­tween the spin­ning lines.

Mu­sic sales in Ire­land has re­ported a 20 per cent in­crease in vinyl sales over the past year and the stance taken by heavy­weights such as Cold­play and Ra­dio­head will in­spire other artists to fol­low suit. In towns all over the coun­try record fairs are pop­ping up on a reg­u­lar ba­sis and dealers are more than happy to pay hard cash for that col­lec­tion you have suf­fo­cat­ing be­neath the at­tic dust. Records have bro­ken their way back into the lime­light and the mu­sic fan, ul­ti­mately, is more than happy to ‘go round’ again.


BACK in 1994, a time that may well come to be known as a ‘golden era’ in cin­ema, Quentin Tarantino gave us Pulp Fic­tion, his mas­ter­piece.

Fif­teen years on and the man who loves noth­ing more than pen­ning a good natter be­tween off-duty psy­chopaths has been strug­gling to com­pete with his own suc­cess.

The prob­lem with Tarantino is that he hasn’t been pi­geon- holed but rather has pi­geon-holed him­self. The ‘gosh’ fac­tor that was so ground-break­ing in his early films has now pe­tered into pre­dictabil­ity. Let’s hope then that his new project, ‘In­glo­ri­ous Bas­tards’ breaks the mould.

With a ti­tle as such how­ever, you wouldn’t be hold­ing your breath.


THE LATE LATE has re­turned with a bang and af­ter an­other sum­mer of ‘who’s gonna re­place him, he’s gotta go’ Pat Kenny has surfed the waves of crit­i­cism and beached him­self a payrise to boot. Good man Pat. For his salt he’ll spend the next year hav­ing the crit­ics slam him and his show, but yet no­body will put a name for­ward as to who should be the one to take over from him.

Does it say more about the lack of pre­sent­ing tal­ent we have knock­ing about there­fore or, whis­per it qui­etly, is Pat not ac­tu­ally that bad af­ter all...

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