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Turn the Table

“turn the table” from sweet to sour is my listening taste broken bouzouki Greek wedding plates thirty-three to forty-five or hearing live when i’m sixty-four on seventy-eight

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 11/3/2023 2:43:00 PM

a delightful Limerick referring to one's turntable. I have some of my mother's classical 78s and my 45s. Thanks for sparking a memory, Sara

Jeff Connelly
Date: 11/3/2023 3:14:00 PM

Sara, my 78's are also from my parents. The craziest one that sticks in my head is "We Don't Want the Bacon, All We Want is a Piece of the Rhine"... wow

Lin Lane

Date: 11/3/2023 8:28:00 AM

You have a collection of 78s, Jeff?

Jeff Connelly
Date: 11/3/2023 1:09:00 PM

Not a collection; but some odds and ends Lin