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The needle scratches as I thump the arm vinyl on wooden casket illuminates in the eerie half light unseen voices echo distorted as dusty sleeves reveal their inner thoughts they station themselves between the speakers spouting yesterday's memories as once more the needle relaxes me and 33 going on 45 leaves me in hysterics laughing for my own amusement as Sinatra on helium sings I did it my way.
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
Needles and Helium
The needle scratches as I thump the arm vinyl on wooden casket illuminates in the eerie half light unseen voices echo distorted as dusty sleeves reveal their inner thoughts they station themselves between the speakers spouting yesterday's memories as once more the needle relaxes me and 33 going on 45 leaves me in hysterics laughing for my own amusement as Sinatra on helium sings I did it my way.
To those too young to remember this is a stereo radio/record player all terms relate to it's construction and function
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
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