Destroyed.
My shit's been reduced to maybe half a crate sitting on top of a portable turntable in a closet. I might as well get rid of all of those and just wash my hands of this whole physically owning music mess. I spent a lot of time and a lot of money buying/listening/discussing that shit. I don't even want to think about the resale value of some of those records (and you know I kept all of that in great condition, only fucked-up records I own are singles from groups no one cares about like the Hemispheres that I let people scratch on).
A record collection takes a lot of time and a lot of space. Can't get them hot. Can't get them wet. Gotta be careful about applying weight. They're going to stop manufacturing vinyl records soon, for environmental reasons in addition to the fact that there really was no point. It's basically only nostalgia and traditionalism that was sustaining the market anyway.
From now on, I'm going to spend my disposable money on books. Or stocks and bonds, that's that hot shit. The money I get from liquidating my remaining collection and turntables is going to go towards an extremely powerful celebration once I get back to the city that care, Bush, and FEMA forgot. And a new mp3 player.
RIP my record collection.
B-side:
How the fuck is my brother going to tell me to stay home tonight because he wants to chill, and then he goes and leaves while I'm taking a pre-DVD shit? That's fucked up.
My shit's been reduced to maybe half a crate sitting on top of a portable turntable in a closet. I might as well get rid of all of those and just wash my hands of this whole physically owning music mess. I spent a lot of time and a lot of money buying/listening/discussing that shit. I don't even want to think about the resale value of some of those records (and you know I kept all of that in great condition, only fucked-up records I own are singles from groups no one cares about like the Hemispheres that I let people scratch on).
A record collection takes a lot of time and a lot of space. Can't get them hot. Can't get them wet. Gotta be careful about applying weight. They're going to stop manufacturing vinyl records soon, for environmental reasons in addition to the fact that there really was no point. It's basically only nostalgia and traditionalism that was sustaining the market anyway.
From now on, I'm going to spend my disposable money on books. Or stocks and bonds, that's that hot shit. The money I get from liquidating my remaining collection and turntables is going to go towards an extremely powerful celebration once I get back to the city that care, Bush, and FEMA forgot. And a new mp3 player.
RIP my record collection.
B-side:
How the fuck is my brother going to tell me to stay home tonight because he wants to chill, and then he goes and leaves while I'm taking a pre-DVD shit? That's fucked up.
