A vinyl album from the 60’s may be cherished, or removed to the garage where it is long forgotten. Sad, since there is a revival, to open the sleeves, with beautiful graphic covers and lot’s of written information on the back, only to find it warped and mouse chewed on.
This Coltrane album was played so many times the grooves were just about worn out, and yet here it lives as art on the wall of a modern hallway into the family music room.
Even with plenty of replacements, none carry the long ago made memories of this one, from college dorm to adult apartments in NYC.
