Vinyl

At Christmas we got a turntable that plugs into our stereo so we could play all our old vinyl. Today I was cleaning that room and put on some old albums, I don't usually get all nostalgic about old things, and I love my i-pod like life itself, but I'd forgotten how much fun lo-tech things can be. When the needle got stuck I just had to jump a little and it moved on, so simple. There was a time when I knew where all the scratches were on a well played album. And don't get me wrong most are in tip top condition it's just the odd one that's had a bit of a hammering.
I also love being able to just lift the arm to skip a track.

The dog just watched me like I was an eegit. I miss our old dog Andy, who we had in the 80s. He loved to dance, to Springsteen mostly, he and I would bop around the livingroom while he crooned along to Dancing in the Dark. He could smile too, if people met him on his own in our road he'd stop and smile at them before going on his way. He also did a great Elvis pout.

Heaven would be to have an old jukebox full of great music. There was nothing better than shoving all your silver into the jukebox and then trying to make your coffee last long enough to hear your track being played. Ah the randomness of life, i-pod on shuffle just doesn't come close.