Twas the night before Christmas / and all through the house / all the vinyl was spinning / even Modest Mouse. / All the children were dropping the needle with care / on albums by Black Pumas, Pink Floyd, or Liz Phair...
Was feeling the urge to make a favorites-of-the-year list a few days back, but my growing tiredness of having opinions and annoyance at the desire to share them won out. The real winners: humanity!
Legend had it that your vinyl is only as warped as your soul, and he who achieves true Zen mastery will open all his vinyl to find it as flat and noiseless as the meditating mind.
"The end of the world didn’t come with a bang or a whimper, but with a 4/4 beat and syncopated handclaps." (I'm writing a music-related apocalyptic short story right now)
What's the longest you've listened to a record at the wrong speed before realizing your mistake? I once finished a whole side of a Jon Hopkins record, thinking things sounded off, before realizing it.