I think it all started with the Fisher Price record player. You know, the one that played: “Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?” Later, I had one like this. I remember being nine and dancing around my room on Sunday afternoons to Duran Duran or the J. Geils Band 45’s. I still have those records, plus albums from Recycled Books and Records, my mother’s Herb Alpert collection, and Goodwill. Goodwill is the strange and varied lp Mecca. Proof below.
Anyway, I finally ordered a used lp of Queen Elvis, one of my favorite records in high school. Since my last cassette player ate the tape I conveniently forgot to return to a classmate (sorry,) I was having Hitchcock withdrawals. It’s serious nostalgia, with a little bit of silliness, that I needed back in my life.
Behold the discontinued, British, vinyl goodness.
(vinyl goodness, day 33)
