
This song was written as a love letter to vinyl – you know, good old fashioned records that you have to play on a turntable? I love them for many reasons, like the fact they don’t really lend themselves to skipping from track to track, which means you are more inclined to listen to the whole album. There’s just something magical about the simple act of a needle scraping it’s way across a piece of plastic to create music.
And what music it is.
You can listen to the song here. Here are the lyrics:
Needle On The Black
Life is like a record, I believe
You can’t leave it in its sleeve.
Blow off the dust and you will see
Revolutions set you free.
Put the needle on the black
And let it take you back.
I hear the voices of yesterday,
And the music that they play.
Touching me inside my heart
Tearing memories apart
Put the needle on the black
And let it take you back.
Put the needle on the black.
Ray and Otis sing the blues,
Aretha lets it loose.
Marvin’s moving me to tears
Sam strips away my fears
Put the needle on the black
And let it take you back
Put the needle on the black.
I sit and watch that vinyl spinning and it stirs my soul.
I can see the faces of those legends and they’ve not grown old,
Not grown old.
Put the needle on the black.
Are you old enough to remember records? Do you still have an emotional attachment to them?
This was my 22nd post for the A-Z Blog Challenge. Follow the blog during April for more writing tips, inspirational life posts, short fiction, film-inspired articles and more songs with audio recordings. Next post – W is for WIP – My work in progress.