While I’m fully on board with Record Store Day‘s vinyl mandate, I will have no truck with a day that fetishizes a horribly outdated, bad-sounding format. If you ever had to struggle with pre-recorded cassettes, you know what I mean.
Background hiss. Low fidelity. Bad reproduction of high frequencies. Muddy low end. Tape jams. Cassettes should be confined to the dustbin of history like 78 RPM Edison discs and wax cylinders.
But there are those who want to romanticize this codswallop and for the life of me, I have no idea why.