In my house, music is always playing. It is not uncommon to wake up to the sound of Journey, Tom Petty, or Van Halen. Likewise, no car ride is complete without the classics. At age 10, I could sing every word to nearly every song by Kiss. For me, music has always played a large role in my life. I am a firm believer that music makes the hard times easier and the good times better.
There’s a magical little record store called The End of All Music, one of the greatest gems this town has to offer. The minute I walk in, I am greeted with the aroma of old records, a smell I’ve come to appreciate in my years of collecting.