I feel that vinyl is strictly analog from the lips before the microphone to recording the signal on tape (seldom done now) to the cutting of the master with a lathe to the pressing of the records. This process distorts the sound from what was actually produced, but our mind is expert at discarding the "sour" sound and keeping only the "sweet" in our perception.
I think some of our predelictions as to what is "good" comes from our early exposure to recorded sound. A learned response if you will. Persons like Steve Jobs who cut their teeth in the age of the LP enjoy the experience including the shortcomings of the medium.
The problem with the MP3 is that they are crap as far as bandwidth goes. Sure you still hear the Beatles, but only about ten percent of the original analog signal reaches your ears. The "inbetweens" constructed in the DAC are often quite different from the analog source material.
I think this will change as memory becomes cheaper. If a decent digital file of "Hey Jude" takes 300 megabytes, who cares?
I think iPads are too easy. To play a song on an iPad, you simply push a button. To listen to a record one must start the platter and check the speed. Then warm the preamp and amplifier. The area around the turn table must be tidied and the room air filter started. The tone arm should be checked for freedom of movement and the stylus examined with a hand lens for dirt and wear. Then the music should be selected and the jacket found while the equipment continues to warm up. The first record should be removed from the jacket, and pulled from the sleeve. It should be examined for surface dust and cleaned if necessary. It may now be placed on the platter and the tone arm raised by the lever.
You then move the arm gently into the drop zone, squinting with one eye and moving your tongue to the corner of your mouth to assure you are on target. You ever so gingerly move the lever to lower the tone arm to the playing position. You then have a scant few revolutions to take your seat in your most comfortable chair, sofa, or sit on a fine silk rug. The music begins and your have the satisfaction of having gone through many steps to bring the music. It is like comparing a purchased roti to one you have prepared yourself in your kitchen. After twenty minutes or so you must rise to turn the record over and repeat the process.
I like to wait for the second side to start before sipping some exquisite cognac. Much more refreshing than pushing "shuffle" on the iPod.