I finally got my USB turntable last night. Converted some songs I hadn’t heard in at least 13 years. Hopelessly geeked. Runnin the turntable into the computer and then the computer out through the stereo? What?
Right now, Jimmy Smith is cuttin’ it up on the organ and I’m wishin’ I had more records right here beside me. Soon enough, we’re gonna have two or three playlists of vinyl conversions.
Just watchin’ the record spin…I miss having records. I’ve said it before, but as much as I like the convenience of having mp3s, and being able to keep my entire musical catalog on my person, there’s just something peaceful and calming about watching a record spin. Especially when a nice, relaxing jam like I’ll Close My Eyes is playing. It just chills me out. I’ve been waiting all day so I could savor the moment when I finally put The Motor Booty Affair on, though.
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