The best music is the kind I’ll listen to at the worst quality.
I was the kid holding on to the antenna and standing JUST THERE to get the signal from KSPC or the old weak KCRW to hear my favorite song. About a third would be cut out and it was more than worth the effort. I’d leave the tape recorder on pause record so I could leap across the room and capture music from the radio when one of my favorites hit. Cut off at the beginning, DJ chatter at the end, fade into other songs, and shitty tape quality did not diminish the beauty of the music.
Later on I made audience tapes and bought bootlegs. Click, clank, crackle! Annoying guy behind me yelling “Gimme head!” Inability to hear vocals and/or drums! Who cares?
I rediscovered this today listening to an old Velvet Underground boot. “What Goes On” is a favorite song of mine, especially live versions. The drums and rhythm guitar are one big WHACK WHACK WHACK and it’s impossible not to chairdance. And this is one of my favorite versions. Objectively the sound is shit, but I played it five times in a row today.