David: For me vinyl has always brought controversy, rebellion, love, hope, philosophy, sex, truth, irony, and mind expansion. From making up dances to Beatles tunes on my sister’s close n' play as a toddler, to dropping my new 180g “Lights On” white vinyl on my vintage Dual turntable it never ceases to amaze. My dream as a young musician would not be realized till I saw the needle meet the spinning platter and play my song… and now that day is here…. a long time coming.
My parents had all those crazy records like Martin Denny’s Jungle Themes or A Flurry Of Bongos or Native Ports of Call. I would be entranced in the hipster lingo of the liner notes and the faraway bird calls…who were these exotic cultivated people??? Then there was Jobim, Sinatra, Carole King, Neil Young, and all kinds of soundtracks. Hair, Jesus Christ Superstar, Godspell all played in my home. In Florida I was living Linklater's "Dazed and Confused” reality with Zeppelin, Floyd, Hendrix, Frampton, and the Stones. My sister reported back from college with Bowie, The Clash, The Jam, The Specials...the lyric sheet, the double gate fold, the pictures, the lifestyle I would imagine…. many many afternoons with a hifi setup thrown together from whatever was available at the local thrift store or garage sale down the street. I discovered Motown, Marvin, Sly and The Family Stone,