put a needle on the record

everyone's getting their ipods on. with their fancy oversized bose headsets.

but not me. last night i came into possession of a turntable because i've decided it's career change time and i've wanted to be a deejay. forever! i'm going to sample the first record i ever owned—grand illusion by styx given to me as a gift by a boy named ben when we were around 12. it is kick-ass.

nah.

here's the real deal. i got a turntable last night, left over from my folks, and they put a new needle on it. they had already unloaded on me two sets of speakers (there are in my bedroom right now six speakers in toto, a regular hi-fi pawn shop and i'll be giving two of those sets away soon enough, call me if interested). i also came into a slew of records collected over the wee years not just by me but my sibs too; so now i got ample boston, bruce, lou reed, j geils...you get the drift.

r u jealous yet?

cause right now i'm listening to etta james, which i picked up last spring at a yard sale even before i knew my future held a turntable (that's almost a brainteaser, huh?) and it sounds damn good. might be time for a dirty dirty martini.