I am a teacher by trade, but I am not a great teacher. Not by the longest of long shots. In fact, I would characterize what I currently do as creating the appearance of being rigorous, while greatly desiring to actually be rigorous. But perhaps this is alright… for now.
When I was a little boy, I would occasionally find myself daydreaming about buying a wooden storage shed and living in it. All I would need to survive was a small refrigerator, a microwave, and my Sega Genesis. I would be able to live on my own terms: carefree and independent.
Over the years, collecting and listening to vinyl records has grown from a novelty into a major part of my listening experience. By it’s very nature, listening to records is intentional. I have to find what I want to listen to in my painstakingly alphabetized collection, carefully handle…
