I could wax poetic about the deep love I have for vinyl all day long. The elegance of the mechanical arm floating to the spinning record, to where the needle kisses the vinyl, and you hear that first pop, right before the music begins. It was magic. Say what you will, sound on vinyl is the clearest, most pure sound I have experienced. The moment I put the headphones on, and heard the stereophonic sounds flowing like waves into my ears, I was lifted to another place.