Written while listening to a Jackie Gleason box set I picked up at a thrift store for 99 cents… Morning the crackling sounds of the old LP as the orchestra plays what they used to call beautiful music making me nostalgic for a time I never knew But I’m happy to be in the here [...]
Tag: LP
I’m sure there’s a metaphor in here somewhere…
It seems I have re-entered the world of vinyl records. About two-and-a-half weeks ago, I stumbled upon a bunch of KLF-related vinyl that had been sold by a local DJ to a local record store. They bought so much of his collection that they've got an entire section (about four wide racks' worth) devoted to [...]
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