It spelled a URL: groundradio[dot]tor
I was hunting for a cheap copy of Bitches Brew to flip when I saw a milk crate behind a water heater. Inside: three inches of black sludge and one 7-inch sleeve that disintegrated when I touched it. The vinyl inside was pristine. Not a scratch. But there was no label. Just a hand-scratched matrix runout: .
Because I moved three times since I was ten. And the address on the record is the one I live at right now.
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Here’s a solid, atmospheric short story written in the style of a (like a lost post from Musicophilia or Aquarium Drunkard ).
I ripped the needle off.
It spelled a URL: groundradio[dot]tor
I was hunting for a cheap copy of Bitches Brew to flip when I saw a milk crate behind a water heater. Inside: three inches of black sludge and one 7-inch sleeve that disintegrated when I touched it. The vinyl inside was pristine. Not a scratch. But there was no label. Just a hand-scratched matrix runout: . Discogz Blogspot -
Because I moved three times since I was ten. And the address on the record is the one I live at right now. It spelled a URL: groundradio[dot]tor I was hunting
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Here’s a solid, atmospheric short story written in the style of a (like a lost post from Musicophilia or Aquarium Drunkard ).
I ripped the needle off.