So after a decade of "wanting to do" I finally got off ass to do something with the excess vinyl I've been bequeathed with over the years. Id passed about 10-12 crates worth to Garnett while he was still with us in the slope so he could sell them on the sidewalk and make something, but that was scratching the surface. Last week I took the initiative and ordered 25 13" boxes to pack away the doubles and gifts, the bad purchases and all the acts I was supposed to like but never ended up taking a shine.
Parallel to that, work has been challenging at my 20th year at "the agency" A supervisor AD gave me a cute little sketchbook for the holiday and I've been using it to do some analog sketching, Ill be sharing those here over the next weeks, with a little backgrounder on what the drawing was supposed to be referencing. This first one is me climbing up and down pulling records to pack up, the year here is 2019.
