45 RPM.
Back when I swore I would grow up to be a DJ, I would stay tuned to these shits every year….
ill on the SL 1200’s
Just one of those mornings…
where you wake up and your room wreaks of last nights cologne, Puerto Rican rum, her perfume & cigarette smoke…
yea, nobody likes those mornings. -_-
Dilla.
“That’s when I knew we lived forever through song”
Happy Bornday Sir.
So Far To Go
Beauty Jackson
The Body Movin’
R.I.P.
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