Bought this Bartok album today for £1 because as you know they can't give away classical albums on vinyl these days...trouble is I rarely find Modern, as in 20th Century 'classical', on vinyl because...I don't know why, but have theory that it's more collectable/desirable to an audience that will pay a lot more than a pound for it and charity shops are wise to that so they stick on eBay...the buggers - how dare they try and make more money for their cause! Anyway, I couldn't resist this cover. The music's good too...typical modernist swagger of Bartok....
...so I stepped away from this, the Infinite Music Machine and source of all music ever made wherein we spend most of our lives searching the back alleys of YouTube, Spotify etc and our own files, of course...
...and walked over to this...it's called a record player...
...the zone's a bit of a mess, actually, so messy that an Astrid Gilberto CD was lost there two years ago and has never been found...and exactly what is on the recordable CDs that I forget to write on remains a mystery, even after having played some...
...so here's the record in motion...isn't vinyl wonderful?...
...look!
In case you're wondering what Side 1, The Miraculous Mandarin, sounds like, here it is...
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