In 1994, multimedia discs—from encyclopedias to magazines—flooded the market, and felt like the future. It was fun while it lasted. At the time, it was the CD-ROM that had captured the imagination of ...

I spent this past Friday the way I spent most of my weekends, home alone, trading out the damaged jewel cases of my CD collection for smooth, unblemished new ones, and telling my beautiful collection ...

The first $10 to ever burn a hole in my pocket went directly to my first CD purchase. It was in a lowly Walmart, of all places. The album: “Morning View,” by Incubus, a band I’d recently heard rocking ...