A few years ago, my dad gave me his record player to call my own. That summer, we went through boxes upon boxes of old records that he was willing to give up and sell a majority of them to our local record store so I could have the money to start my record collection. This record player quickly became on of if not THE most important item I own and will ever own. A few months ago, my dad had a stroke and the left side of his body was paralyzed. He is recovering and learning to live every day and I’ve never been so proud of him. I love my dad to pieces, I am a lot like him in the form of a young girl and I’ve always loved that about myself. This ones for you dad.
Anberlin’s announcement of 2014 being their final year, lead to me finally getting this done, after talking about it for 4 years.
I got the idea from lyrics found in the first verse of “Alexithymia,” which are: “…to the sound of the record player, with it’s jumping needle and the lights that grow dimmer in time” and then obviously the chorus lyrics “there’s more to living than being alive."
Cannot wait to show it to the band when I see them at Warped in June. =]