Last Christmas my brother in law sent us a gift. The gift was a CD, this one:

If you don’ t know this guy, he plays the lead character of the series House M.D. (interesting series… by the way). Buuut he is also a musician, a pretty good one. He plays some kind of blues/jazz influenced by the New Orleans school of music (I don’t know if this is actually a real thing, but I am hoping you understand), which is funny, since he is British. Here’s a sample.
I already knew a few of the songs, and I was very happy to get the CD. One weekend I decided to listen to it. I don’t know if this ever happened to you, but I had this nostalgic feeling as I opened the CD and put it in the player. It’s been years since I don’t do this!! Really! With the advent of music streaming, I never touched a CD again. And it felt so good 🙂  It feels like now we take music for granted, just push a button on the browser and you can play whatever you want. But the CD… it’s like this thing, this materialized music, with a cover, and texts, and pictures… You put it to play and you go through this little booklet, reading the lyrics, seeing the pictures, reading the names of the people as you listen to the music.
I guess now I know how vinyl records feel like to the previous generation…