if I can relay one more testimony,
Shook Up On Vinyl
'Twas the biggest decision
I've faced in a while
Warm up to vinyl?
Like a good audiophile
I called out my plea
And the stories were told
But doubt still lingers
What have I been sold?
It turns me to think
This is not black or white
Proponents are rearing
And lined for a fight
And it pains me to know
More than vinyl vs CD
There's lots to consider
Is vinyl right for me?
So the time had arrived
My heavy, weary head
A moment of respite
Put these thoughts to bed
And if I had visions
Of components and racks
There's a mouse in the corner
Sitting next to it's trap
Then late in the night
My ears did discern
A commanding declare
Just what would I learn
My dreams were blackened
Like a moonless sky
And down from the rafters
Fell this stirring cry
Yes detail, yes dynamic
Yes PRAT and unveiled
Yes coherence, yes clarity
Yes delivery and breathed
His warm voice was golden
Said I looked in bad shape
Then he offered me comfort
That bore his namesake
He was dressed real tight
And shook at the pelvis
The sequence was sparkling
His name, simply, "Elvis"
"These shiny black discs
Will magically sing!
Expansive bright covers
Are fit for a king!"
"This disc has no limits
To what you'll perceive
The music that flows
No work to believe"
"I speak from my heart
This isn't a ruse
And now that I've left
I live in these grooves"
"Years pass me by
But I still get around
This heavenly transport
Is where I am found"
Then quick as a blink
Doubt returned, shook my head
Everyone knows
That Elvis is ...............
Shook Up On Vinyl
'Twas the biggest decision
I've faced in a while
Warm up to vinyl?
Like a good audiophile
I called out my plea
And the stories were told
But doubt still lingers
What have I been sold?
It turns me to think
This is not black or white
Proponents are rearing
And lined for a fight
And it pains me to know
More than vinyl vs CD
There's lots to consider
Is vinyl right for me?
So the time had arrived
My heavy, weary head
A moment of respite
Put these thoughts to bed
And if I had visions
Of components and racks
There's a mouse in the corner
Sitting next to it's trap
Then late in the night
My ears did discern
A commanding declare
Just what would I learn
My dreams were blackened
Like a moonless sky
And down from the rafters
Fell this stirring cry
Yes detail, yes dynamic
Yes PRAT and unveiled
Yes coherence, yes clarity
Yes delivery and breathed
His warm voice was golden
Said I looked in bad shape
Then he offered me comfort
That bore his namesake
He was dressed real tight
And shook at the pelvis
The sequence was sparkling
His name, simply, "Elvis"
"These shiny black discs
Will magically sing!
Expansive bright covers
Are fit for a king!"
"This disc has no limits
To what you'll perceive
The music that flows
No work to believe"
"I speak from my heart
This isn't a ruse
And now that I've left
I live in these grooves"
"Years pass me by
But I still get around
This heavenly transport
Is where I am found"
Then quick as a blink
Doubt returned, shook my head
Everyone knows
That Elvis is ...............