I set up the record player Rob bought me for my birthday last night (yes, my birthday is in July... but I wanted to set it up in my new place, and I didn`t have a new place for a while, and then I did, but then it burned down, and yadda yadda*). After some deliberation over my meagre stack of records, I finally decided that only Deja Entendu would be appropriate for this moment.
I will never stop being 17 when I listen to this album. and I LOVE THAT. I wasn`t even 17 when I first listened to it, probably about 14, but it`s 17. Seventeen is the defining age for this album**.
Also, I love love love the feel of vinyl. I just want to touch it all day. And I would, but that`s probably bad for the records. Speaking of quality (well, kind of), Tommy Gun is skipping! MOTHERFUCKER.
* For details, see my tumblr
here** And now I can even start calling it a record cause I`m pretentious! Hurray.
Sometimes I miss LJ y`all. Hope you`re all well.