I don't know. Not to be negative, but the memories to me are more preferable than the realities. Going back in time (in this case, to a time that never really was) just doesn't work.
One of my first real memories of listening to the Beatles was at a get-together with some good friends from High School at a resort owned by one of those friend's parents. Minnesota, late April, and the resort hadn't yet opened for the season. One of the people had brought a Beatles LP: I don't know which one but one of the earliest ones. I'd heard Beatles music before via radio but that was the first time I'd heard it in real stereo and the sound was amazing. Of course a glass or two of wine helped the ambience. But the point is that I can hear those same songs today, and even remastered (which I hate because it is so artificial), and the essential amateurishness of the recording is what stands out to me. They belonged to a time, and to a memory, and I can't go back there.
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