The day after Thanksgiving means one thing to me and one thing only. I can start playing Christmas music!
I miss albums. There's something special about taking out the vinyl, checking for scratches/dust, and then putting the needle on the record.
I strongly believe jazz and classical music sound better on vinyl... warmer, richer.
My parents had one of those stereos that was inside a piece of furniture. It was a huge deal to me when I was old enough and trusted to put the records on the turntable. For some reason, I can't remember why, my mom never touched the thing. My dad was the DJ of the house.
Along with the Francoise Hardy, and The Mighty Sparrow records, we had a several Christmas albums. The album we played the most was the classic by Nat King Cole. I have this CD as does my brother and sister.
I love this man's voice. Now it feels like the Christmas season has now officially started. Thank you Mr. Cole.
Buon weekend tutti.