So, imagine my shock when I realized tonight that, in the last almost-month, I've ripped nearly a hundred 78 titles. Holy shellac.
Which is why, after I finish ripping and fixing the gospel selections for Sunday, I'll be going back to vinyl. Which means changing the stylus, readjusting the VTF, switching the preamp setting, and saying Hello to Hughesnet.
Oops. That last part sneaked in from my subconscious. That ad is still playing, and it's been--what? Two years? How cruel is that?
Just kidding. It's a fine ad. It just needs to be retired.
Anyway, my dedication to shellac is one for the books. Specifically, Obsessives and Their Obsessions, Vol. 4.
Sunday, I plan to do an essay about the really cool God-bashing movement of the past couple of years. I've been taking abuse at Huffington Post and at Amazon.com for taking the "theistic" position, whatever the heck that is. So claim those whose notion of religion is richard dawkins vs. Pat Robertson.
So, stay tuned. Meanwhile, what the heck am I doing up?
I'm going to dream about 78s spinning. And spinning. And spinning....