I like vinyl records. I like tapes. I like tables that turn. I like stereo (2 track) tape deck players. I like driving fast down mountain roads with little bald tires. With wires that stick out the sides of my badly balding blimps; the ones that keep my Westie afloat, on top that pot holed filled road below with music spitting out those kevlar wafers. I have no worries, fears or even a 2nd gear
