Saturday morning at the coffee shop.

This guy!

Also this guy!

Another day, another ten cents.

I just tried watching the David Lynch movie, Eraserhead, for the first time, and during the scene when their “baby” is crying, my actual baby woke up and started crying, and it was all a little bit too much.

Is there anything you do with music today that approximates the experience of discovery/joy that was buying CDs in actual CD stores back in the 00s?