(via Variety.com) by Jem Aswad
One day last summer, while showing off his new apartment, my son pointed to his roommate’s impressive crates of albums and said, “Look at all of those vinyls!”
“Don’t you ever say that word again!” my wife and I thundered in mortified parental unison, as if he were a five-year-old who’d just dropped an f-bomb. “They’re records — or albums, or just vinyl. But for the love of God, they’re never, ever ‘vinyls.’”
“Whatever,” he grumbled, as his roommates laughed…
Read more: Learning to Be OK With ‘Vinyls’ – Variety
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