buying albums again

Thanks to YouTube, I just watched Macca and Bruce Springsteen in London, singing their oh-too-brief duets before the authorities shut them down. What a marvel, the Boss at 62 and the Cute One at 70, rocking into the night like cool teens - such fun. But a bit too late, obviously, for the staid Brits.

A big thrill at HMV today - they have a new vinyl section! Yes, record albums are back on sale. How often in our zoom-by world does a scorned old technology COME BACK? I browsed for ages before buying "Music from Big Pink" by the Band, my own copy of which vanished into the mists of time. I bought one of Paul's first solo CD's and the new Paul Simon, and chatted with the sales guy who was young with grey hair and whose favourite band is Simon and Garfunkle. When I asked him what his favourite band from now is, he couldn't answer.

More music - Eli was over, so we had to have our obligatory dance to Michael Jackson. He is eight weeks old today and a music-lover already. I have been singing more since my singing lesson last week, poor world. It feels especially good to sing loudly when on a bicycle - warns motorists that a lunatic is near.

It's very hot. Very very very hot. I am actually using my air conditioner, which I usually don't, don't like to be sealed in. But these days, it's a good idea to close the doors, draw the curtains to shut out the blaze, and listen to your brand new album. Everything old is new again. Including your faithful correspondent.