Have you ever found yourself in a reflective, nostalgic mood and longing to hear the scratchy voice of Billie Holiday? The scratchy sound of a 78 rpm vinyl record takes me back to different places in my childhood---at my grandmother's kitchen where she smoked her unfiltered Kool's and sang with Ella Fitzgerald; to my aunts' slumber parties where "forbidden" music was played on a 1930's Victrola...from Janis Joplin, Joan Baez to Bob Dylan. On lazy afternoons, my mother listened to Timi Yuro or Perry Como's For The Good Times from a turntable. I miss the surface noise of vinyl and catch the warm subtleties of the human voice.
Vinyl records and Victrolas are hard-to-find nowadays except from a few quirky thrift shops in Cubao. Even this vintage-looking jukebox at a diner is using CDs.
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