I loved picking up an album and pouring over every detail. The vinyl record, cover, back cover, gatefold, liner notes, inserts with more information or photos, folded posters, lyrics to the songs, booklets, and the eight to ten songs placed in a specific order on that black spherical vinyl spinning on my turntable. Albums told a story. And to fully understand the story, you had to start at track one and listen until the very last track. Side one and then side two…the album in its entirety.