“My first memory of vinyl is my Grandpa’s collection of old classical albums which I had no appreciation for at the time, but I remember being fascinated by how it all worked.”
“My Grandpa use to be quite unfriendly and intimidating when I was young, I was actually terrified of him. I knew he wouldn’t let me mess with the record player so I would always wait until he wasn’t around and then I’d try to figure it out. I got away with it a few times, but seeing as classical music wasn’t doing it for me at my young age, I eventually lost interest.
It wasn’t until my late teens that my love for vinyl truly began. I grew up in Florida which as everyone knows is full of old people. One good thing about that is the thrift stores are always full of vintage clothes and vinyl. I bought my first vinyl at a thrift store for something like 25 cents. Fly Like an Eagle by the Steve Miller Band. Pretty sure I listened to it on my roommate’s record player every morning for a year. There’s no better way to start off your day than sipping on some coffee and listening to a great album on vinyl.