As you may remember, a couple of weeks ago I taught Precocious Daughter
how to play records.
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One o' those mother-daughter bonding moments. |
We were using our crappy all-in-one record player/CD player/radio/speakers/crap thing. I told her it was fine to listen to my old well-played discs, but if she wanted to buy her own new vinyl, we'd need a decent turntable.
So she ordered one from Amazon, and it arrived today.
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I love getting packages in the mail, don't you? |
I took my Pioneer amplifier and my JBL speakers out of mothballs and donated them to PDaughter's new sound system. I taught her how to hook up the speakers; she was baffled by speaker wire. I helped her attach the drive belt on the turntable (yeah, it's belt drive rather than direct drive - something to aspire to). I showed her how to adjust the equalization, i.e., MORE BASS.
Then came the moment of truth. At the same time PDaughter ordered the turntable, she ordered a Strokes album, because she is obsessed with the Strokes.
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Damn, album covers look better when they're 12x12". |
She oh-so-carefully set the album on the turntable and pressed "start" to engage the tone arm.
And then...
God
damn, but a vinyl record through a good amp and a quality pair of speakers sounds AWESOME.
I'm so jealous.
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It's like some Freaky Friday kind of deal. |
Tell me again why I let her set up the stereo in her bedroom instead of the family room, where I could use it, too?
You know what? It doesn't matter. My love of old-school vinyl has passed to the next generation.
That's...quite literally...groovy.
" she is obsessed with the Strokes."
ReplyDeleteOhkayy.