Don’t you hate it when you excitedly tell a coworker about the early 2009 Christmas present of a Joy Division “Transmission” 12” [FAC 13.12 (12") 1980] you received from your boyfriend and they look at you with confusion and scorn? No? Well, it stinks. Let me tell you why. Perhaps a lesson will follow. Having a music collection, be it analog or digital, carefully arranged or littered with rogue records in the wrong covers (guilty as charged) is more than merely hunting and gathering items. It’s not like a ceramic frog collection one has at nine years old (guilty as charged) or little bits of sea glass clinking about in a jar from decades of family seashore vacations. The emotional baggage contained in a music collection is a powerful creature…with teeth…and little blinking eyes

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[Abby's Road] Music and mindfulness

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