And then there were none.

I’ve officially gotten rid of all but two albums from my once expansive and precious record (vinyl) collection. Of course, I regret most of what I sold in the past (rent, stupidity) but I lost anything worth keeping years ago. All I have now is a sad little pile of plastic.

From this final toss-away pile, I reserved only the Clash’s London Calling—which is hanging on the wall and didn’t belong next to crappy grindcore 7″s anyway—and Beginning of the End by Amebix, which I couldn’t bring myself to part with, even though the cover art is truly meh.


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