The land of the 45rpm record is the land of chaos.
A clergyman I had come to think of as the Digital Divine, who lived nearby in Barnes, had decided to get rid of his enormous, and wonderful, collection of rare jazz records. He
You always go for the gorgeous ones and you always get kicked in the teeth. When are you going to learn? Learn what? That they don’t go for insolvent, failed DJs
What an odd place for a school.It's an odd school.