When a vinyl LP was part and parcel of the music experience itself

Back in the day, I enjoyed the simple pleasure of gently sliding record out of its sleeve and inspecting it for dust. Then  holding it at the edges with the tips of my fingers and carefully placing it onto the turntable making sure that I didn't touch the surface. Next bringing my head down to the table level and tilting my head to see that I drop the needle onto the groove. The satisfaction of hearing the needle drop and get into the groove, waiting for the static like sound as the music waited to start. Lower the stereo cover and retreat to bed or seat and kick back and listen to the sounds. Gone but not together.