I’ve carried a small collection of vinyl with me from house to house, and I have no doubt the collection will travel with me in the future. Most of my records have been given to me as gifts or permanently ‘borrowed’ (from my parents, so that’s completely OK) – though there are a few that I’ve bought myself over the years (most of The Beatles inclusions are due to me).
I’ve shown a little sample from my record collection below … but believe me, there are a few much more embarrassing inclusions which are best left under wraps for now.
While I’m a HUGE supporter of upgrading my CD collection to digital, and any new music purchases I make are in that non-physical format … my vinyl collection will always be near and dear to my heart. I love their thinness and their large surface area … for some reason they remind me of a beautifully oversized after-dinner mint, though instead of providing chocolate goodness, they delight the senses in more complex ways.
The process of listening to a record – slipping off the sleeve, placing one on the turntable, and properly balancing the arm is an experience that requires attention and care in a way that other music formats don’t require. It’s not the way I choose to listen to music very often at all, but I do adore the specialness of the vinyl experience and the memories which are trawled up from the past when listening to music on a turntable …
Are you a closet vinyl lover too? What’s lurking in your collection?