Tonight after I got home from my Franklin shenanigans, I decided to spin some vinyl on the ol’ turntable. It’s still a good way to wind down at the end of the day.

For my listening selection, I had Minute by Minute by the Doobie Brothers, the Traveling Wilburys, and Soldiers Under Command by Stryper. I think that officially qualifies as eclectic. And they were all old school, which to me is the best.

What is it about dropping the needle on the record that sends a surge of dopamine to my brain? I have no idea. I just know that I go to my happy place whenever a record is playing. Or when a vinyl is spinning, to put it more coolly.

Half the fun is the hunt when you don’t know what you will find (or if you will find anything). The other half is playing what you find and hearing memories come to life. You can debate all day long whether CDs or records sound better, but in my mind nothing sounds better than the music I grew up on coming back to life through my speakers. That’s magic.