The Great Amelita Galli-Curci

Records will save us.

In some fundamental way, I’ve always believed this, and I’ve collected… okay, even hoarded… music through at least two technologies—three if you count the small number of 78s that were still part of my parents’ library in my early childhood.

But never has it been clearer than it is now, as I sit in my apartment for hours on end, that my music collection is helping to keep me (relatively) sane…

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