Somehow the amount of records I have in my possession seems to double every couple of years. I have no idea how that happens.
A single LP is light and easy to deal with, you could easily slide it between your teeth and walk up and down the stairs for hours, if you wanted to.
A couple of thousand of LPs are a different matter.
For a while I used those gingham zip-up laundry bags made from shiny nylon that seem to exist absolutely everywhere in the world - that was a mistake. They get too heavy and slice through your palms (even more so if you're a gentle artist only used to carrying fine pencils and the occasional teacup).
It's hard to find the right boxes... wrong shape and the corners of your precious rekkids get all mangled, too big and you can't lift them. Luckily this time around I managed to find some grrrreat boxes - bought them from Access storage. Taped up and glued, they're strong and do the job rather well. Look how neat they are... and what's that? It's a copy of rare Texan acid guitar LP "Where Are We Going?" by ID from 1976. I bought it three years ago and may even get around to actually listening to it once I live in beautiful Berlin.
You never know.
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