Some Schmo wrote:I've heard several people make the argument that analog music sounds "fuller" and more live (you gotta listen to it on vinyl, man). I haven't noticed that (it could be true for some people), so if it's a choice between perfectly smooth, serviceable digital and imperfect "voluminous" analog, I'll take digital any day.
After rereading the below, it sounds pretentious as all get-out, for which I apologize. But, here be my opinion:
I can tell the difference. Sometimes good, sometimes bad.
I think it really depends on who produced/mastered the album. A lot of albums from the 60's-70's were produced/mastered by super-humans with absolutely awe-inspiring hearing, and they did it in an analogue world.
When you've got a really good person mixing and mastering, they will listen to the album in various environments, and on various equipment. As an anecdotal modern example, my friend’s studio is riddled with hundreds of thousands of dollars of microphones, pre-amps, boards, etc. He also keeps a pair of Apple earbuds in the mixing room. After he’s done mixing/mastering with the studio monitors, he’ll listen to it on earbuds, in his car, on his home stereo, and on a Bluetooth speaker. He’ll also compress it to MP3 to make sure it still sounds good like that. It makes a subtle difference in the mixing/mastering when considering how the music will be listened to. You’d be surprised how a poor mixing/mastering job can result in an album sounding fantastic on one stereo, and an overly muffled hot mess on another.
In much the same way, a lot of vinyl albums were mixed/mastered with the knowledge that they would be listened to in a specific format. Whether vinyl or cassette. Listening to albums digitally, that weren’t remastered for a digital medium, kind of loses some of the seasoning that the original sound guru put in.
In a lot of ways though, I think it’s more of an “experience” for lack of a better word. With vinyl, you are kind of forced to remain in a room. The album is the centerpiece to your experience. Sitting, and listening to Joni Mitchell on vinyl, while reading the lyrics on the insert, sipping on a nice scotch… it is almost a religious endeavor. One that can’t be replicated by an MP3 on the move.