Image just walking out of the store with the Dark Side Of The Moon 8 track in your hand. Now, sitting in your car, carefully unwrapping the cellophane from the tape, feeling it crackling in your fingers. Start the car, pop the tape in the player, drive off with the volume up just a tad too loud because you're 17 and haven't yet screwed up your hearing. Bear in mind, you've never heard much Pink Floyd because Rock AM only plays Top 40 and FM isn't a thing yet. Your old man has his car radio locked on a boring country station(one one six ohh, WJJD. A Plough Broadcasting Station) with the warning, "Change My Radio Station And You Die".
Now picture yourself tooling along a dark country road, jamming to Floyd, when Time starts with all the alarms going off at once. JESUS H CHRIST, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!! You've jammed on the brakes and skidded to a stop while your hands have a death grip on the wheel and you are hyperventilating. Fun times.
I still have all my vinyl. Bloodrock, Iron Butterfly, Three Dog Night, Ten Years After, Stones, Doors(Riders On The Storm through a quad system was great), Bob Marley and the Wailers, Steppenwolf, even The Man In Black just to name a few. There's a small web radio station on your side of the pond called 1 Gold Radio. Give it a listen. Puts Classic Rock stations to shame.