Excursions

This circus doesn't just help horses.

Guest writer Deborah Willimott explores why she needed flow in her life, and what she's done with it. 

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Monday never comes.

Delivery day was elevated to mythical status in the days of one old Cornish record shop. 

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Back through the looking glass.

Where's the fun in returning to London from dirt-cheap US record stores? Camberwell, that's where. 

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A fine Vintage.

Chicago's Vintage Vinyl caters to the connoisseur. With LPs for $200, swirl and sniff, don't swallow.

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Planet Rock at Truro Cattle Market.

Bambaataa's hip-hop manifesto has me buying records from a village more Cornish than Cornwall itself.

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It's here somewhere, but The Thing is...

The Thing in Brooklyn is a record digging 'experience'. Just don't go with a specific record in mind...

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Dealers of the Old School.

Our last day in Chicago involves Zodiac funk, and haggling over 'The Crazy World of Arthur Brown'.

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Manhattan Transfer.

Reunited with New York, but has the passion been killed by too much cheap vinyl in Chicago? 

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The Village people.

New York's boutique stores seem pricey and elitist. Can you be down if you don't know your stuff?

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Cutting up a Storm.

It's official: you are allowed to take a break from record shopping when the weather turns darkside.

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