*you spin me*

There is something subtle, nostalgic and imperfect about music on a record. It is a bit of an imposed nostalgia; I didn’t grow up with vinyl being played. I would search record stores because I had the money to buy records but not enough to buy a record player-so I collected and still to this day-I have a crate of records, waiting for me to slow down, pour myself a cocktail, take my shoes off and just melt into the sounds of a different time.

audrey hepburn

marlon brando

marilyn monroe

elvis presley


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