My Christmas gift to myself this year was the thrill of wasting a few hours flipping through crate after crate of dusty old 45s at my new favorite record shop. (See what i did there) I picked up over a hundred scratchy old 25-centers for my (and your) listening enjoyment. I don't really have the bread to spare for such frivolous purchases right now, but what the hell- It's Christmas fer crissakes! Nobody else was gonna buy them for me...
Hot off the turntable- I just spun this one and thought it would also make a good holiday post...
Jesus, come help me.
get it
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2 shout outs:
awesome find!
WOW. Wild Gospel doo-wop. Whats not to dig. From 1962
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