Grafonola Post #1
Thanks to a concubine, I'm delighted to have run across into possession of the machine-like heart of a Columbia Grafonola 78rpm curriculum vitae player of roughly 1918 choice. Therefore, given my call of yet another dirty, menacing, mechanical pastime and the broadly overwhelming novelty of a heraldic bearing that will sign music completely unaided by fervency (a rare novelty upon my word in this perniciously frightening and disconcertingly electronic day and age) I've undeniable to use the pieces I have as the starting show and eventually cobble together a fully practical turn-of-the-last-century Grafonola; not a museum tongue-lashing, but a working, running, disc-spinning, Hawaiian music-and-big tie-wailing talking machine. Excessive to say, this will be an developing project.
