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Friday, August 19, 2016

Records

Last night, I stopped in at a records store. I've wanted a record player for a long time now, but the search for one has not proved very fruitful. It seems like a lot of the old record players are either very expensive or in bad shape, and the new ones that look old are pretty crappy quality (isn't that true of pretty much everything these days?).

Anyway, as I was browsing the boxes of jazz records, I imagined taking home and playing ones that looked unfamiliar and interesting. It felt magical, imagining sitting on the couch with Nate in dim light, with someone's beautiful voice and sound surrounding us. That record-quality sound.

It's also unbelievable how many artists there are and have been. So many musicians I have never heard of and will probably never know.

It then occurred to me that it would be really neat to have a Jeri Southern record. I first heard her sing on NPR on a drive home one night. I made sure to write down her name and then find her on Pandora. She wasn't as well known as some of the greats, like Etta James or Ella Fitzgerald, but I fell in love with her voice and music. I looked in the "S's" section, but she wasn't there. I asked the guy working there, and, unsurprisingly, he had never heard of Southern, but he told me to look through a single box that contained all of the vocalists. I had little hope, since it was only one box. Nat King Cole. Frank Sinatra. And then I saw it! A Jeri Southern album!


The guy was just as surprised and almost as excited as me. 

Now, I guess I'll just have to get my hands on a record player...

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