After years of smug resistance, I’ve finally given in. I’ve bought a record player. First time since the early '90s. Now I’m back, older, wearier, and armed with a cleaning brush and those ridiculous little anti-static inner sleeves that scream, "I used to be interesting".
Naturally, I needed somewhere to showcase the growing mountain of nostalgia disguised as music. Enter the Crosley Vinyl Record Storage Display Stand. For $59.95, it’s a dangerously stylish little piece of furniture that says, Yes, I own Wilco’s entire discography on unnecessarily elaborate pressings, and I have no plans to stop.
It’s wood. It’s acrylic. It’s tasteful without trying too hard. It lets me flick through my records like I’m running a second-hand shop in 1985, except everything costs more and no one smokes inside.
Honestly, it’s perfect. My vinyl habit may be financially ruinous and mildly embarrassing, but at least it’s well organised.
Five stars. Would recommend to anyone spiralling into middle-aged musical romanticism.