Crackle, hiss and pop. Less Rice Krispies more vinyl please. Yep vinyl, that wax addiction so many can’t seem to shake. For me its all about the artwork and the shared memories as the soundtrack of my life presents itself in perfect 45 or 33 RPM form. Hi-fidelity and, judging from some of the wonders I pulled from my shelves today, hi-style. Box set, picture disc, limited edition, bootleg, scratched or pristine. The stories they tell, the stories I bring to them. I can’t get enough. Can you?