Now that we talked about Brooklyn Museum, and Brooklyn Botanical Garden, the natural course of events would be to talk about Brooklyn Aquarium, right? Possibly. But I won’t.
Not many of you may know, but it was my birthday this past weekend. You couldn’t have, I forgive you. And no, I’m not going to tell you about some off the hook party with heavy drinking, and inappropriate patting. Don’t get me wrong, I did get completely and utterly wasted. But let’s just say it was in a more quite, homier type of way. I was at my boyfriend’s home in Long Island (imagine, I left Brooklyn behind on my birthday) with a couple of friends, two balloons, and one bottle of Jameson (large one, of course). But this is not the point.
What I wanted to share with you is the gift that I requested, and got for my birthday. It is a record player. Why do I feel it’s important to share this piece of information? Well apparently record players are making a comeback, and the trend is exponentially growing. So if you consider yourself somewhat hip, it’s like a must have now. You’re welcome.
But in all seriousness, I’ve been dreaming of getting a record player for almost a year now. Ever since my last birthday, when I made the same present request, and my best friend, God bless her soul, went out and got me one of these things.
What in the world poor creature was thinking perplexes me till this day. Don’t worry, that’s exactly what I told her when I saw that thing. Naturally after keeping it for a polite couple of weeks, the thing ended up in garbage.
So, imagine my excitement when I got the real, actual record player. I’m sharing the picture of my precious here.
It’s not expensive, good balance of price vs value. I’m not telling you the name or the model, since I’m not getting paid for it, but do send me a message if you wish to know. I decided to stay on the cheaper side. Being my first record player, I’m covering myself in case this hobby becomes fruitless.
That same day we went off to the record store. Well, to buy them records obviously. And I have to admit I felt really cool sifting through old records. I had no idea what I was doing, or the artists I was looking at, but that didn’t diminish the feeling. So a note to you beginning record lovers, do might want to do some research on good, old classics.
P.S. If you read my previous blogs, you know I have to add one. Now I get to attend this event – Brooklyn Flea Record Fair. It’s in Brooklyn, and its selling records – I’ll be in heaven. More coverage on that later.