in the fade


  1. ☛ New from me at Forbes today: An Ode to Vinyl Records

    It’s going to a used record store and flipping through the rows and rows of albums in their plastic sleeves, pulling the vinyl out to study its condition, knowing that every worn groove tells a story. Vinyl is handled like no other medium, flipped and turned and gazed upon as one attempts to place the needle at the exact spot to start the song you want to hear. There’s no fast forward, no skip. It’s all manual, each record leaving the presence of its previous owner on its surface, leaving the album awash in personal history.

    I wax nostalgic, of course.

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