
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Vinyl Virtuoso #53 pulsed into existence when a neon-streaked Ace run synced with Wham!'s "Careless Whisper" sax solo during the Summer of '86. Cosmic static from love-song dedications coalesced into this sentient vinyl menace - yes, I'm narrating sentient vinyl now. Think Stranger Things meets your aunt's mixtape. sigh Why must I chronicle grooves? At least its vulnerability to silence makes sense - disc golf commentary could kill it stone dead. But seriously, harmonic convergence? Are we doing physics or plastic-chucking? The cringe...