Albums with as few as 10 songs are now routinely split into double LPs, sometimes with less than 10 minutes of music per side (I'm looking at you, Sup Pop.) It's one thing for early '60s LPs and punk records to run short—they usually only had 25 minutes of music total. But taking a long album and purposely splitting it up so I have to stand up and walk to the turntable every two or three songs is strange. This isn't a physical limitation: side one of Neil Young's 1990 record "Ragged Glory" runs more than 30 minutes.
I can't even begin to tell you how many records I own that I never, ever listen to for this very reason. I've pretty much stopped buying them altogether now, partially because of the inconvenience of it all, but also because, jesus, those fucking things are expensive. $27 for The Suburbs on vinyl? Ouch.