I’ll start with an admission. I’m not a 7″ vinyl disc connoisseur. Up until recently, I usually avoided them. I was always into the 12″ disc. You could listen to it and if you were into preserving the fucker, you could hang it on your wall like a 1:1 photo. But just as always, there’s a beautiful dimension to all music formats, including discarded 8 track tapes and especially seven inch discs.
A little history
I write, I take pictures, and for many years, I DJ’d throughout the club circuit of New York City — underground and overground. I love my vinyl. Holding an analog copy of a sonic work of art is divine. Not much more impresses me than a finely crafted collection of records. I’ve learned in the last few years that seven inch copies are just as sweet but smaller and are often obscure, rare, and eclectic, which for a vinyl junkie is tantamount to addiction.
Despite the crawling and tabbing through hundreds of shit titles before getting to the good ones, I have to say that what I love about this format is the personal touch the band and label make when they create one of these discs. The artwork is beautiful and often done with silk screen or hand and gives the vinyl junkie a window into the future of a potentially great band. It’s like finding treasure. Some eventually rack up some $$$ but seeking investment in record collecting has never been my thing. I just like them.
What I intend to do with this column are the following:
- Describe the artwork/packaging.
- Track listing.
- Brief review of the disc.
- Tell ya where I got my copy and where you can get yours.
- And all of this within 500 words. Short and sweet just like a 7″ disc.
- Once in a while I’ll include reviews about the 12″ format. Cheating? Yes, probably.
Thanks for reading and check back every week for these reports.
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