Daddy & Soryan
Soryan
Do you remember the first vinyl that made your heart skip? I was digging through a dusty old LP and felt like every crack in the grooves was a secret chord, like a message written on the pavement of a city I'd never walk through.
Daddy
I do remember that first vinyl, the one that felt like a secret knock at the door. It was a soft jazz record from the late fifties, all warm tones and gentle drums, and I spent an afternoon listening to it on the porch while the light was still amber. The grooves seemed to whisper stories about places I had only imagined, and it made my heart race in a quiet, familiar way. How did the one you found feel?