Why does a good word like "rumination" have to be spoiled by association with a cow chewing its cud?

I have faked my way into the age of technology pretty well up until now, but I am stumped.

Where does one find liner notes in the digital age?

The Allman Brothers "Live at the Fillmore East"

Back when artists actually released LPs, there was always that big old album cover and often an insert that contained not only information about all the composers, session musicians, back up singers, and guests, but also told wonderful anecdotes about the writing and recording of the songs. If you were really lucky, you listened to an FM station with a DJ that shared even more anecdotes, the history of the artist(s), and probably some freaky gossip like the time Duane Allman swallowed an entire bottle of Coricidin D while pulling an all-nighter working out a cover of Statesboro Blues. Not gossip, BTW.

Now, performers (I hesitate to use the words "singers," "musicians," or even "artists") barely release a CD because almost everyone just downloads singles. Is there anything on those CDs except credits?

Is there any place online to find that old school information? If I want to know who is singing backup to Kanye West on "Gold Digger," I can go to You Tube and recognize Jamie Foxx. If I really want to know who is singing "Lover Man" with Duke Ellington and it's not on You Tube, I'm SOL and even if it were, I wouldn't want to bet money on knowing a songstress from the 1930s who doesn't get her own credit on the track title. You can bet your sweet bippy that if Ella Fitzgerald sang with Duke Ellington, her name was right there next to his. AND JUST WHO IS BACKING UP LES PAUL ON CARAVAN? That bassist probably went home complaining, "I've got blisters on me fingers!" See? If you had a great FM DJ or had read the liner notes, you would have just gotten that joke about the blisters.

This is what Google has made of me: an instant gratification information junkie. My friend AJG has just taught me a new tech-acronym: GTS. I had to Google it. Thankfully, it is the perfect expression for that compulsive need to get to Google NOW.