Nancy by Olivia Jaimes for December 23, 2014

Pops on old records may hold memories, but I prefer my music pristine. Thank God for binary code.

After all these years, I still remember records I listened to in the 70’s, like Three Dog Night and The Moody Blues, and even though I hear them now in digital, my mind still remembers where every pop and crackle was in my personal collection. I even remember Santana Abraxas where I had to manually advance the needle because the album stuck, and I still recall it when I hear the song on CD.

One more thing: there are songs that I still expect the 8-track to switch tracks on.

So I’m old. You will have memories too, some day.

I always thought country music sounded better with a little static. Somehow it adds a sense of time and distance, with a little mystery.

I call those popping sounds as as what they are a dirty record.

Montgomery Scott:Thank heaven!Spock: Mr Scott, there was no deity involved. It was my cross-circuiting to B that recovered them.Leonard McCoy: Then thank pitchforks and pointed ears!

It’s a common habit of mine to facetiously attach divine invention to something clearly man-made. I’ll say, “That’s why God invented air conditioning” or “That’s why God invented indoor plumbing.”My quip was more of the same.

Eddie Stubbs, WSM, Nashville will use that same phrase when he digs out an old 78 to play!!

It’s called the Rice Krispies effect.