When moving to Indiana back in 1988, all of my old LP record albums were stored in boxes, as was my “turntable” that played those record albums. During the 4 hour ride to the Hoosier State, my “turntable” was broken.
I never had the record changer fixed, as we rented a house for the first ten months in Indiana. A lot of our belongings weren’t unpacked until we bought a house those ten months later, including the above mentioned precious cargo.
Anyway, by that time, cassette tapes were pretty much the vogue, with the onset of CD’s already making a huge inroad into the way that people listened to music.
So my albums sat in those boxes. For years.
Those albums contained what in my mind was some of the greatest music ever created, by some of greatest artists ever to put their own special influence into the “rock-n-roll” genre.
“Meet the Beatles,” “Who’s Next,” “Bat Out of Hell,” “Abbey Road,” “Quadrophenia,” “Dark Side of the Moon,” “Band on the Run,” “LA Woman,” “Hotel California,” “Rumours,” “Sgt. Peppers,” “Magical Mystery Tour,” “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road,” “Ziggy Stardust,” “Heartland,” “The Cars,” “Endless Summer,” “Grand Illusion,” anything by Led Zeppelin, the list goes on, and on, and on.
While rebuilding my “man-cave” a few years back, I was trying to think of a way to use these albums to remind myself when I was down there about growing up and listening to all of these great works of art.
I had to go on a business trip about this time, and while flying, I was paging through one of the airline magazines that is provided. There, right before my eyes, was a picture of what was called “Albums as Art.”
You frame as many albums that you want, and then you can display them in any pattern that you can imagine.
The problem in my case was, which one’s do you display? Of course that is left up to the individual.
I love music. I truly loved all of these albums. The “man-cave” has never been the same.