I had this old wind-up phonograph when I was a kid, and I'd listen to records. And the radio.
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Well when I was young, when I was very young, when I was a little boy I don't remember the music I heard, but there was an article in the Brooklyn Daily written by my Aunt about how I could choose phonograph records.
I listen to my old records and I think, 'How did I ever get on the radio?'
As a really young child, I was listening to the echoes of the age before, music hall and stuff like that, as well as classical bits on the radio.
When I was a child, on Sunday mornings the family would assemble around the blue-leather-covered gramophone to listen to records.
My mother knew how to read music and everything. But I just kinda learned off of records. And so, I was listening to records and I'd play 'em over and over.
I've actually always wanted to make something like an acoustic record.
One of my favorite things to do is sit around and listen to old records... You're forced to listen to the whole thing. And it's so cool digging through the bins trying to find them. I get giddy about records.
I think when I listen to old records, it puts me back in the atmosphere of what it felt like to make the record and who was there and what the room looked like. It's more a sensory memory.
All of my style came from listening to records.
I still love records, and I've been fortunate that my parents bought me a record player so I didn't just have my vinyls to stare at!
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