What's Spinning

The agutierrezb 2019 record collection challenge

So I've decided to embark on my own personal challenge, which consists of listening every record in my collection before the end of the year. My record collection is not that big -only ~250-, but I still feel like there are a bunch of records I don't give enough attention to, while still adding more titles to my shelves.

For this reason I've set a couple of rules in order to play every record at least once before December 31st: I'll play at least one record a day, going from front to back in the way I have them sorted in my shelf. I can play a different record (i.e. Not the next one in alphabetical order) if I feel like listening to something else in any given moment, but at least one of the records I spin in the day has to be the LP in turn.

I didn't take pictures for the first two days, but I'll try to document the process from here on, so I'll be posting daily on this thread. Wish me luck!
#211: Porter - Moctezuma

#212: Portishead - Portishead

IMG_20200430_065427.jpg
 
This is a fabulous album .. one of his very best ..

Morrissey “ I Am Not A Dog On A Chain” red vinyl indies exclusive

D3EF8A4C-D2A0-407F-ADDB-BBFFDB6BF6F8.jpegA815D83A-F25D-4CDE-A413-39191761453B.jpeg

“Once I saw the river clean
Distant future, wait for me
I grow pleasing to the eye
And the cue will cue for me
Once I saw the river clean
Soon the clock will strike for me
Childish mind anticipates
Grown-up mind consummates
I walked with my grandmother
Down a windblown Chester Road
With her fifty-two new pence
For her twenty number-tens
And my forty-five pence too
Demand metal guru
Once with hearts securely stacked
Then we walked all the way back
I walked with my grandmother
Along the groan of Talbot Road
In the gardens by the graves
I can just about behave
Arrogant and paranoid
All around, see fathead youth
Look into their brutal eyes
But only if you want the truth
Once I saw the river clean
Scratching up the latest scheme
Time will come but it hasn't yet
Someone's out to get me
I walked with my grandmother
Cornbread street, we're incomplete
She would never be again
A Dublin dancer, free and young”
 
Back
Top