In yesterday's post, Changes, I made a remarkable mistake.
I wrote that we have pretty much moved on from physical media and have only the smallest collection of SACD and CDs left over from an age that has dominated our lives for decades now.
I totally ignored our album collection. Strange because they are so much a part of our listening lives. Yesterday afternoon Terri was excited to play for me one of her favorites, an old RCA "Stereophonic" gem of a record—Modest Mussorgsky's Pictures at an Exhibition as performed by the Chicago Symphony Orchestra.
Together we poured over the album's cover discovering the piece's history which started out as a collection of nearly forgotten piano sketches that were later made famous when Maurice Ravel orchestrated them.
Sometimes that which is closest to you becomes so much a part of the fabric of your daily life that you don't even consider it anymore.
Until it's gone.
