The Greenwich Village Idiot, that is. Twenty-one megabytes of pained squeaking.
So the kid can’t walk yet unassisted, so we’re in the Stoop Labor phase of child rearing. Kid’s living room habit is to walk to where the portable record player is, look up, and “ask” for a record to be played (I think he got how to ask from our cat). Then he walks to the portable victrola and does the same thing. Repeat ad infinitum. I spared you some of the ones he likes the most–although the Hoosier Hot Shots would be a good podcast ingredient.
Barry’s more right than he knows. The 78 on this podcast was recorded at 45RPM and sped up to fit. I should have put up a podcordance, but perhaps I should just tease with the mention of our favorite NYC VIking, Moondog. He’s in there, too.
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