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Feature: Seeing Black Circles :: Confessions of a Music Junkie
It’s usually this time of year when I really start to think about my obsession. It’s not something I’m necessarily proud of, but it’s not something I’m ashamed of either. It’s not an obsession that will land me in rehab, jail, or divorce court. There’s no lurid tales of back alley smack shooting, or maxing …
From an old record box: Cud – Robinson Crusoe
This was an early glory of my burgeoning (or so I thought) record collection and indie cred. They’d been in Peel’s Festive Fifty the year before (I looked that up this morning – back then I had no idea that Peel’s Festive Fifty existed let alone who Sonic Youth or The Fall were) with “Only …
From an old record box – introduction
It was a Sunday, just back from Mass, so what else would I be doing but pottering around in the shed, doing some gardening and spraying some wd40 on the hinges of my car doors ? It’s the glamour that attracts me. I’d been thinking for ages about finally using the USB turntable that my …