1986: You spin me around like a record.
1996: You spin me around like a CD-ROM.
2006: You burn me like a playlist.
2013: [content removed due to content violation]
2015: Your relationship will begin after this 30-second commercial.
2016: You spin me around like artisanal vinyl.
Feel free to fill in the gaps in the comments.
2013: You surround me like sound from my streaming device.
Weird how vinyl is so popular again with all that technology in-between. My sons think I am totally old fashioned because I still have CDs. Just wait until they find all our old vinyl in the loft when we are gone!
Love the video! Very Benny Hill-esque.
I’m hanging on to my CDs as long as I can. As someone pointed out to me, you can’t pass on your iTunes collection to your children or anyone else for that matter.
That may be why vinyl remains so popular: it’s so low-tech. Try building your own CD player at home.
And it’s funny to me that most people would consider “Benny Hill-esque” an insult…I grew up watching Benny Hill and still have a soft spot in my heart for him, but that’s another story.
We hear you, Chris.
Thank you for continuing to listen.
Hahahah perfection. Am guilty of artisanal vinyl. Naturally.
Artisanal vinyl is a guilty pleasure no one should be ashamed of.
You eject me like an 8 track cartridge?
That just might be the worst insult possible. In fact comparing anything to an 8-track cartridge might be the worst insult possible.
You spin me around like a #2 pencil in the reel hole of a cassette tape that you had to manually rewind because the goddamn tape player chewed it all to hell, AGAIN.
Oh good gravy, I’d forgotten tape players chewing up cassette tapes. Of course it was sometimes because I absolutely played the hell out of something and that was my player’s way of saying, “Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I can’t take that stupid ‘Ghostbusters’ song one more time!”
Don’t judge me.
I’ve already been judged by my tape player.