Do you ever fall in love at the record store
Oh, I always fall in love at the record store
I was record shopping with my wife in the Bywater district of New Orleans. She wasn't following me around. I wasn't following her. We were just doing our own thing.
I found an old Erma Thomas record that I wanted to tell her about and looked up. She was standing on the other side of the store in her red sundress she'd picked out, probably for this very purpose.
My heart skipped a beat and froze that image in my mind forever.
I always fall in love at the record store.
Archival paper reproductions are sent either unframed: in a clear sleeve with an archival foam backing or framed with a classic black frame, archival matte to match the color of the white paper and a piece of conservation glass. I used to be a professional framer and this is done to the utmost, anal-retentive specifications. I'm obsessive like that.