Springsteen under B?
In high school, my Friday nights were spent with a group of friends up at a house which hosted an impressively-curated vinyl collection. We would choose an album side each (in rotation, as it were), enjoying the music at some volume.
It’s a curious continuance of custom that 40 years later, on the other side of the world, I now meet up with friend Stew every Friday night to play music,
