My dream is still to have one in my bedroom. No, wait: my kitchen. By the woodstove. Friends and I went to the most fruitful antique shop in the county today and he had four boxes of records. Burt Bacharach, The Commodores, Gordon Lightfoot. I don’t even really care. Just to hear it spinning, a proper analog sound.
(Source: lilibaba, via womaninthewoods)