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By education and experience - Accountant with a specialty in taxation. Formerly a CPA (license has lapsed). Masters degree in law of taxation from University of Denver. Now retired. Part time work during baseball season as receptionist & switchboard operator for the Colorado Rockies. This gig feeds my soul in ways I have trouble articulating. One daughter, and four grandchildren. I share the house with two cats; a big goof of a cat called Grinch (named as a joke for his easy going "whatever" disposition); and Lady, a shelter adoptee with a regal bearing and sweet little soprano voice. I would be very bereft if it ever becomes necessary to keep house without a cat.
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New Toy
I have quite a few vinyl records, which I really enjoyed listening to in the 1960's and 70's. I'm not sure I recall when we disposed of the turntable, but we haven't had one for quite a few years. When we recarpeted a few rooms in the house a while back, we had to move the cabinets which held all the records. I checked with the library, and yes, they are interested in vinyl lp's for their fundraising sales, so I whittled the collection down by about 60%.
So, what to do with those I could not bring myself to part with?
I have a nifty turntable again which:
Will hook up to a set of stereo speakers, or:
Will record to a digital file which can be transferred to CD.
And I'm revisiting all this wonderful music which has been sitting in my den, not really ignored or forgotten, but certainly not enjoyed either.
First up was Paul Simon's GRACELAND
Then the Benny Goodman Carnegie Hall concert of at least a half century ago.
Then an album of ballads recorded by the Robert Shaw Chorale.
And as I type this, I'm listening to the Swingle Singers' BACH'S GREATEST HITS.
This, I can tell already, is going to be real fun!
The Robert Shaw album perked a long forgotten tidbit into consideration again. Does anyone else remember "cutouts?" These were remaindered albums, in a special rack at the record store, with a notch sliced into the album sleeve, probably to alert the cashier not to charge full price for the recording, and perhaps to provide a hint at inventory time not to count the item at full printed retail value.
When I worked in downtown Chicago in the late 1960's, there was a large record store near the office, the old fashioned kind with listening booths, and rack upon rack of recordings in every genre you could think of. Usually right around payday, I haunted that place, paying close attention to the "cutout" racks and bringing home finds of one kind or another.
Often these choices didn't wear well, or stand up to repeated listens, but more than once or twice I found an album I knew I would enjoy forever. The Shaw collection I recorded this morning is one of those.
So, what to do with those I could not bring myself to part with?
I have a nifty turntable again which:
Will hook up to a set of stereo speakers, or:
Will record to a digital file which can be transferred to CD.
And I'm revisiting all this wonderful music which has been sitting in my den, not really ignored or forgotten, but certainly not enjoyed either.
First up was Paul Simon's GRACELAND
Then the Benny Goodman Carnegie Hall concert of at least a half century ago.
Then an album of ballads recorded by the Robert Shaw Chorale.
And as I type this, I'm listening to the Swingle Singers' BACH'S GREATEST HITS.
This, I can tell already, is going to be real fun!
The Robert Shaw album perked a long forgotten tidbit into consideration again. Does anyone else remember "cutouts?" These were remaindered albums, in a special rack at the record store, with a notch sliced into the album sleeve, probably to alert the cashier not to charge full price for the recording, and perhaps to provide a hint at inventory time not to count the item at full printed retail value.
When I worked in downtown Chicago in the late 1960's, there was a large record store near the office, the old fashioned kind with listening booths, and rack upon rack of recordings in every genre you could think of. Usually right around payday, I haunted that place, paying close attention to the "cutout" racks and bringing home finds of one kind or another.
Often these choices didn't wear well, or stand up to repeated listens, but more than once or twice I found an album I knew I would enjoy forever. The Shaw collection I recorded this morning is one of those.
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