Time to recreate more entries that were eaten by my evil ISP of doom! This one is from last night, but I’m rewriting it from today’s viewpoint, as that seems a bit more logical in my opinion.

Yesterday, my dad bought a record player for the family. We *do* have one already, but it’s nasty and semi-broken and old and I wouldn’t trust it with “The Olsen Twins: Live in Concert”, much less any of the superfroody priceless old albums my parents have. My dad called me down that evening to listen to a Whiffenpoofs (an all-male a cappella group at Yale) recording from the 60’s. They were fabulous, and I was completely enchanted with the record player. I was bitten by the nostalgia fairy, I suppose. Anyway, after listening to several songs, I started leafing through my parents’ record colection, which is absolutely huge. I only went through one stack, but what I found made my entire weekend. Amid the bunch of Bob Dylan albums, Rugby songs, and scores of folk artists and soundtracks I had never heard of, I struck gold. First, I found a 33 1/3 record of Abbey Road, which is probably my favourite album of all time. Next, I found the Beatles 1964-1966 Anthology, which has a bunch of songs I absolutely love. But nothing could prepare me for what I found next. An unopened copy of The Beatles 1967-1970 Anthology. Mint condition. Original packaging. I don’t even want to think about how much that baby is worth to a collector! Evidently, my mom had bought it when it came out, knowing that it would probably become a collector’s item. Ye gods. I can’t wait to break the news to Marcelina and the rest of my Beatles-worshipping friends! ::cackles with glee and prances happily about:: JOY!

I also have to say that I absolutely love listening to records now. They just seem to have some special quality or aura about them. Also, they’re a bit clearer, as I was able to understand some of the lyrics on Abbey Road that I wasn’t able to hear properly on CD. Also, the “ending” to “She’s So Heavy” makes a whole lot more sense now, as the end of that song is at the end of that side of the record. When it just cuts off, and immediately goes into “Here Comes the Sun” on CD, it seems a bit strange.

I can’t wait to look through the rest of my parents’ albums! I only looked through about a fifth of them, so I’m sure I’ll come across even more treasures along the way! ::skips about merrily:: Feel free to comment in my blog about how insanely jealous you are about this whole thing. Go ahead, make my day. XD