Saw a girl on the tube with a Get Hip Records bag. I told her I approved. I’m contemplating my own half a ton vinyl albatross rather less cheerfully. I’ve lugged this thing behind me for fifteen years. I want rid of the damn thing.
This involves (a) a lot of ripping vinyl to digital (b) getting rid of the physical objects.
Quite a lot of it is indie rock which literally exists in the world only on a thousand pieces of vinyl, so the right place would probably be a library who cared, which would mean in Australia, with me donating the shipping as well. Anything in the vinyl pile that exists on CD can bugger off. A few things (not more than a few crates) I’ll want to keep.
There’s a lotta cassettes to rip too.
The CDs, of course, go to FLAC then get used for, I dunno, skeet shooting.
That takes care of most of it, I think. I’m sure I’ll get all this done before I die.