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My parents recently moved house and whilst packing my dad decided he no longer wanted this bag. Inside is a stack of rock and roll 78s bought by my dad when he was a teenager in the late 1950s. (1/3)
Years later the records would become some of the first rock and roll songs I heard (I would’ve been about 7 or 8 years old at a guess).
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Every time we would get the bag out to play the records there was always be another that had cracked, some greats have ended up in the bin over the years but here’s a taste of what’s left. (3/3)
