Lisra
starlight spectre
And then the man came before the vinyl tribe, but he was a foolish man and he tempted fate when he spake: Do you not know of modern ways? Why do you shun the digital for the analouge? And the vinyl tribe was not amused by his words and they tied him to a chair with 8-track bands and gave him Schellack to drink. Then they played all their records to him, one by one, using only fine equipment. Their wise man said: When you can't hear the difference and appreciate the bigger cover, you are lost, son, and may return to your own tribe.
It's 5:33AM over here, give me a break.
It's 5:33AM over here, give me a break.