The 2003 DSD is a digital 'reimagining.' The 1992 DSD is a photograph of the master reel. One is art. The other is archaeology."*
On vinyl, the tape hiss is charming but present. On CD, the hiss is reduced but the separation is flat. On the , the opening heartbeat is visceral—you feel the subsonic thump in your sternum. The manic laughter dissolves into Nick Mason’s cymbals with a decay that standard PCM truncates. You will hear Clare Torry’s breath before she even sings in "The Great Gig."