Monday, February 1, 2010

i have a confession.

About a month ago, I bought myself a Christmas present. It was a little late, but still. This little 'gift' to myself has turned into quite the obsession. And lucky for me, my hubby is equally obsessed. My vintage suitcase record player was worth every cent. It was also worth the mile walk through Lenox Mall (it's not light). I was the crazy lady pushing through the post holiday crowds of Gucci-wearing shoppers carrying a 70 pound medieval turntable. And we didn't stop at hijacking my in-law's record collection. We now make regular trips to the local vintage record shop. It's like searching for lost relics of a distant era. Great bands that have been long forgotten are buried in a sea of vinyl, begging to be remembered. And played. The search is addicting.

Here's our new record player, and some creative snapshots of some of our favorite records. Guess the LP!








1 comment:

  1. viva la vida, abbey road, magical mystery tour, the wall, rumours, and revolver.... booyahh!