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WineThere’s nothing like coming home with a stack of new vinyl; turn on the tables, power up the stereo, and get to listening. Records always sound so much better once you get them home. You finally get to hear them out loud, rather then over an internet connection or at your local store, and there’s so much you miss when listening through headphones.
Today was one of those days; a box of records waiting at the USPS. Work was torture; After picking them up in the morning, I got to stare at them all day long (I’ve always wanted to build an indash turntable, rather, an intrusion into the passenger seat that held 1 technics) in their cardboard container. If I had said contraption, the drive to or from work would have been spent in blissful listening. That enjoyment didn’t come until much later, though the wait was worth it:
10 brand new records. some promos, others new releases (I really wish I had the resources to stay on top of my shit, I try, but sometimes life takes precedence). A good solid 10-15 tracks to play with the other recent stuff I have. If you’re in the San Jose, CA area in December, I do a monthly DnB night called Clandestine Sessions with my boys, the Clandestine Crew. You can check us at killasubz.com and clandestinecrew.com
