Saturday, September 24, 2016
Like in my case I loved film composer James Horner, but had no easy resources to find out information about him or to know what he was scoring next. We checked out the movie posters in the lobbies of theaters, we went to the library to look up any articles that might exist about him or perhaps even an interview, we flipped through records, tapes, and cd's in record stores for hours looking for something we missed. You'd find "newsletter" advertisements in horror mags or in the back of Starlog magazine and write to them asking to be on their mailing list. Thank the gods for the fanatical people who ran those things. Pre-Internet, they WERE the Internet.
I remember calling a soundtrack store in Leeds, England early in the morning, asking what Horner soundtracks they had... and finding out there were foreign releases not available in the U.S., it was like finding treasure. I think my mother made us pay for those calls.
Anyways, we talked about this stuff and pondered the good and the bad of it all. Like is it a good thing that someone now who discovers they love something suddenly has immediate access to literally everything there is to know about their new-found hobby? Does it feel as good getting it all so quickly?
Mind you, I'm grateful for what the Internet has provided me by way of my strange interests. I'm certain I would have missed out on a lot of the obscure music I love had it not been heard on Pandora or suggested by Amazon.com.
But maybe I savor it more remembering the way it used to be?
Maybe I'm just old.