“I associate vinyl records first with my dad. It’s something we can connect with, his memories beginning long before CDs and tapes, and mine from childhood—flashes and images of record covers, hearing the hiss, fuzz, and pop as the needle was gently placed on the grooves. My father no longer uses the Technic record player of my childhood, (he swears he gave it to me, but in my many moves I can’t be sure. I think it’s in the attic at my parent’s house).”
“One of my earliest childhood memories: my parents had friends over for dinner. We go into the living room after eating, my Dad puts on a record and I start dancing on the pea-soup, green shag carpeting, and everyone is laughing and having a good time. The record he put on was apparently my favorite, Halloween Party featuring “Monster Mash,” and of course Screamin Jay Hawkins’ “I Put a Spell on You.”
My dad loved rock and roll. His collection was made up of mostly ’60s and ’70s psychedelia and rock. Santana’s Abraxas (“Black Magic Woman” is still one of my favorite songs), Abbey Road, The Who’s The Kids are Alright, Pet Sounds, Hendrix’s Are You Experienced, and Creedence Clearwater Revival were in rotation. A childhood (and current) favorite was Fleetwood Mac’s Rumors. The cover engendered the need to dress in a leotard, ballet shoes, and tights for an entire summer.
Another album cover that made an impression on me was Boston’s self-titled album, the one with the big UFO in the center and the two little ones behind it. I thought it was super cool and mysterious and I loved the ’70s font, although I can’t ever remember listening to the album.