my friends and i had the coolest experience on sunday. we were out walking around in my neighborhood and we passed by a flat where we could see a front room full of old jukeboxes. we stopped and stared, open-mouthed, just as the owner was on his way out. he graciously offered to show us around for 10 minutes, and we eagerly accepted.
inside his home, this guy has collected and refurbished almost 15 vintage jukeboxes – it was unbelievable. he gave us a little tour, explaining the year each one was manufactured and playing a record in a few of them to illustrate the differences in sound. the music he played sounded UNBELIEVABLE … it was rich and full, something you do not get from digital music these days. (now i’m inspired to get my hands on an old record player and some records).
of course, i had to whip out my camera and snap a few photos of the different jukeboxes. each one of them had such a different character – many of them had lines, shapes and fonts that mirrored certain classic cars of the 1950s and 1960s.
thanking this man for his time and completely bowled over by what we saw, we continued on our way to sunday roast.