It all started in an abandoned Church in Quebec City. I walked inside the neglected building and rather than finding a congregation I was met with hundreds of boxes of vinyl records. Ever since I left that Church clutching my first 3 albums, I began hunting down original covers and thumbing through boxes of records wherever I could.

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The best, and perhaps most ironic, part of this collection is that I do not own an actual record player. This is because I almost exclusively judge the album by its cover. To me, these records represent a fantastic example of popular art that introduces creativity into people's everyday lives. Every record tells its owner a story. Be it through the music, where it was found it, or whom it was purchased from. These records and their stories create a window to the past that I can't help but love to look through.