I read an interesting article in The Guardian the other day on how young music fans are sparking a vinyl revival in the
I used to love buying vinyl records. If I opened the sleeve and it was a color other than black I felt like I got the golden ticket in Willie Wonka. Ooohh transparent vinyl, super cool!
My friend Howie Pyro is a really great DJ in LA. He has a fantastic record collection of wild, way out, wacky stuff and has his own radio show called Intoxica every Tuesday night on Luxuria.com. Whenever Howie has to move apartments it’s a huge undertaking. The guy has over 20,000 records. He tells me that the hardest part of a DJ gig is creating the set in his head before the event and physically pulling out the records. He doesn’t use an I-Pod or laptop. Sometimes a CD player, but 90% of the time it’s vinyl. He feels that when the needle hits the disc it actually comes alive, far more than hitting a play button. Obviously the yougins in the