this afternoon, my friend jim and i went to the community thrift store with hopes of finding him a new couch but instead we spent an hour digging through bins of old records. their collection was ridiculous–predominantly showtunes and easy listening–but i managed to find a few gems. ten to be exact.
no, i don’t own a turn table. the discs will actually never again be spun. instead they’ll be gracing my bedroom walls–i decided to give a little musical makeover to a wall that was a little lackluster.