I went to pick up a couple of CDs last week. When I got there, the lady selling them pointed towards a huge cardboard box. “You can have a rummage through that too if you like… actually.. you can have the whole lot if you take them away. My husband used to be a DJ. We’ve just gone through his CD collection and that’s the pile we don’t want. It’s going to the dump tomorrow otherwise..”
An hour or so later, I made dinner while H (of shelf-making fame) sat on the floor surrounded by a sea of CDs. Mostly best-ofs, collections, slow-dances and samplers of long-forgotten 90s hits with a handful of very sweary rappers, classics, German Schlager* and kids music thrown in for good measure.
Every so often he’d wave one in the air, “Hey! Play this one! Haven’t heard that in years!” “Oh! I’d forgotten all about this one!” “Do you remember when this one came out?” “Look at the cover of this one!”
Sometimes, it seems, the best way to spend an evening involves vast quantities of cheese – in your ears as well as in your mouth!
Singing off-key** and dancing round the kitchen while chopping onions or washing up a bonus :).
* Schlager translates as “hits” but they’re mostly the sort of hits other people’s grandparents play at community gatherings
** H did too, so it’s ok 🙂