{eta: I finally figured everything out and put the new needle in. It all works!} :)
I hadn't been garage saling in a couple of weeks and I was feeling reluctant about going today. Dave* gets really noisy sometimes when I go garage saling too much because I don't just buy kid's clothes. In fact, I never seek out kid's sales. Ever. (But I do buy all of my kid's clothes from garage sales and the thrift store.)
I generally look for sales that make my heart pick up the pace just a little. The ones that say 'antiques' or 'vintage' or '30 years of stuff', that sort of thing, and make a beeline to 'em.
I always buy things that I absolutely cannot live without for my house. Things I fall in love with and didn't even know I needed until that very moment it came into my sight and into my hands. And, Dave doesn't always appreciate that. But, today... Today was a little different...
I found something I'd been looking for all summer. Something I've been watching Ebay and garage sales for. Something I'd planned to get the kids for Christmas but it looks like Christmas came early!
A record player.
An old time, good ol'-fashioned record player. With headphones and two large brown speakers (both of which I'm thinking of lining with pretty vintage wallpaper or paint on the sides -- and I love that the fronts are brown as I'm a bit partial to brown over black -- although if I can figure it out, I might cover them in fabric.) And, now I'm looking for a midcentury record player cabinet... But that list goes on and on.
True story. If Mark and I were to get married again right now, the guys would wear dark brown suits (think chocolate brown) and not the fancy-pants black tuxes they did wear. And, he'd be much happier about that, too! In fact, whenever I mention it to him, he gets a gleam in his eye and says, "See! You should have listened to me." (He wanted suits.)
Anyway, back to the record player, it's also a radio, plays 8-track tapes and has a big adapter thing that fits in the 8-track player for playing cassette tapes in (below). (That's another old radio I grabbed from the same sale sitting on the chair (above). It works too.) We're covered now!
The player came with a bunch of cassettes and 8-track tapes with old time country music (the only kind of country music I really care for -- with all respect to all the 'new' country music singers reading my blog. Or is that supposed to be 'artists'? I get confused).
I remember my dad and mom listening to 8-track tapes when I was a kid. In the car. When I wasn't wearing a seat belt. In the front seat. I was all snuggled right in the middle of them in their matching black snowmobile jackets with the bright orange color down both sides. And, the vehicle was probably the old long brown Bonneville that floated like a boat down the expressway. I'd guess there was probably a kid or two or maybe three jumping around in the backseat as well.
Can you believe my sister, one of the twins, who just graduated high school has no idea what an 8-track tape is?! haha. And I remember wearing my dad's huge super-comfy headphones. I can still remember the feel of them all cushy and soft vinyl, just like these (below) only his weren't white. I think they were red and black, and I remember recording myself with this heavy silver microphone, on tapes pretending to give the evening news or singing away to a favorite song on a system very similar to this one. I think I even still have one of those tapes. (Wonder if dad still has all of his stuff?) Boy, was that fun. Makes me think, now I need a 'mike' for the kids! Or maybe not.
I love the sound of records. There is something so nostalgic about that crackly sound. We spent hours as kids listening to ours and following along in the books that came with them. I really hope this works. The radio was playing at the sale and it sounded really good. The elderly gentleman I bought it from said the record player works too and he had even taped another needle in a case inside. Crossing my fingers! because I found a bunch of kid's records with books earlier this summer.
The kids might still be getting their own record player for Christmas. I might be a little nervous of them accidentally ruining this one... I've been keeping my eye out for a child's player. They're going for upwards of about $35.00 on Ebay and a lot more for a regular turntable -- but if you watch like a hawk you can get one for less, including the cost of shipping. (I got all of this for $15.00 plus another $5.00 for the box of vinyl (that's records to you young punks.))
Now to test it out...!
*Dave, he kind of butts in and gets in the way of my fun sometimes. He's a pretty good guy, regardless. I don't think he minds the record player but I've just not been listening to him as much as I should, this summer, and it's time to straighten up!
P.S. Excuse the lighting and picture quality. I don't have good lighting in the house at this hour of the day.