Allie put on my Joni Mitchell vinyl, "Blue", this evening. It threw me back a bit...
One of my fondest childhood past times was playing vinyl records on my family's "stereo system," if you could even call it that. Just to give you a visual, the entertainment center was shaped like a tower: the bottom were two tape desks, the middle was the radio and the top was the record player. I can't recall what the stories or songs were played, but I remember them having a yellow face in the center. For the longest time, I didn't even know how it worked. But I still loved it all the same.
My Mom threw the vinyl player out when I was in my early teens. I didn't know that it happened until I became reminiscent one day and wanted to play some tunes and couldn't. I still collect vinyls though, especially the ones from in the library in the 50 cent box, in hopes that I will one day have a vinyl record player of my own; One that will be used while cleaning or cooking dinner or watering the flowers.
Yes, that sounds lovely.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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