
Boston Phoenix author Brett Milano has a great collection of stories of conversations with record nerds all attempting to justify that they aren’t the biggest nerds. In some ways, his inability to break the stereotype of record collectors as single, balding middle-age men doesn’t make me too hopeful for the future. Although it does remind me to make sure I put in enough effort to make my relationship with my wonderful girlfriend work… but first I have to find some out of print 45s of the perfect love song…
Vinyl Junkies, at Amazon.
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