December 15, 2024
Christmas tunes, holiday garland, scenes from home, the artificial pine scent of a miniature polyvinyl chloride Christmas tree: what more can an elf want? Ned & Viv sat and enjoyed every scratch and skip of uncompressed sound from a vinyl album played upon the finest Fisher Price record player money could buy in the ‘80s.
As Silent Night gave way to Do You Hear What I Hear, Viv pulled the needle from the groove. With a laugh and a smirk she said the night wind should tell the little lamb to shut up, we’re trying to sleep in heavenly peace over here. Ned then took the opportunity to rant about the greatest silence he’s ever experienced: floating in a sensory deprivation tank. Viv immediately pined for the luxury of such deafness.
I remember that fisher price record player. Glad Ned and Viv are getting to use it.