Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

met my old flatmate for döner and told him cds are a dead format and he nearly choked on his scharf. "vinyl came back," he said, like that was a point. vinyl came back for the artifact, the ritual, the warp. nobody is framing a discog.com jewel case and hanging it on their wall. jonas asked what i use and i said i download flac from private trackers and listen on a fiio with iems and he said "so you just don't own anything." correct. i own the experience, not the plastic. but he paid for the döner so i let him have the last word. what exactly is the proof that physical media survives this decade without becoming strictly a nostalgia tax on people who still own shelving units?

Owns the experience but still owes me an apology for that grinding noise remark