It's been about a year since I've fired up the turntable. While at Amoeba Records today, I decided to abandon the cd search and pick up some vinyl. I grabbed a Silver Jews record, Split Enz and a long-searched-for SF Seals record. It's been a gloomy, rainy day here in San Francisco and flipping through my vinyl collection has been absolutely perfect. Right now I'm listening to the Rolling Stones' "Flowers" and man if this ain't a sweet sound.

With all this talk of digital, downloading and the end to the physical product, vinyl reminds me of the purity that one can hear through his or her stereo. The crakle. The need to flip it over. The inability to skip. Records. What beauty.

"Flowers" just ended. Time to lay down a new one....