When I sit down at my computer for the task of editing articles and writing my bits and pieces for an issue of Tape Op, I invariably spend a good chunk of time researching musicians, producers, engineers, studios and record labels in order to get facts like names, album titles and places correct. This research always sparks a curiosity that sends me in search of more music. Is reading about music like dancing about architecture? Maybe, because my hunger to actually hear all the music mentioned in the interviews and reviews spurs me on. I'm always stumbling across music I'd heard of but never actually listened to yet. Other times I hear albums I hadn't thought of in decades, and it sends me off rethinking previous perceptions of stuff I'd heard so long ago. I still hit brick and mortar record stores (or Best Buy — thanks a lot Tom Petty) to pick up CDs, and I order more obscure titles via Amazon online.