My great-grandad passed away in the mid 2000s, and heaps of his records ended up at our house. I was about 10 years old and remember that my parents bought a record player so we could listen to them all. This record is so fun from the very first horn at the start of Tijuana Taxi. I loved the tone of the trumpet and it was part of the reason I started learning the trumpet soon after. Really glad that these records were passed down to me.

I inherited this album from my beautiful Nan Armstrong. She loved to play this album while she potted around the house doing her housework. I also inherited her HMV valve radiogram which still runs and sounds warm and sweet. I play this album on her stereo and it brings back the most wonderful memories. I miss you Nan

I got this album as a Christmas present from my Grandmother. I loved it to death and would constantly play it, even singing with a Chipmunk voice.

I found this one when cleaning up my garage of mystery. Belonged to my parents, I haven’t listened to it for nearly 30 years. I need to buy myself a record player one day

I collected, acquired and “borrowed” quite a few of my mother’s old records she owned when she was growing up (complete with her maiden name written on the covers) as I has a fair collection myself. Im into funk/jazz and world music but she had alot of old Rolling Stones, Beatles and some old soul albums as well. There was alot of records she had that I did prefer to The Beatles Rubber Soul but this one looked like it had quite a fair few plays including light scratches, fingerprints, possibly wine stains, etc… all over the vinyl. It looked rough and sounded a bit harsh but the Beatles magic psychedelic pop tunes came through and surprisingly the record played all the way through OK the first time I played it only a few years ago. I am familiar with this record but my Mum’s copy felt like alot of her history being remembered. I can see her with friends, back home in New Zealand, young and wild, partying at home, drinking wine and listening to this album up loud back in the day… I’ll never clean this one. Have to keep my mother’s history alive through this special piece of vinyl.

The record was found at a market 10 years ago. It’s not the oldest record in terms of ownership would be Split Enz True Colours album. The first record I ever owned. I got that as a prezzy from big sis way back in 1983. It’s a bit battle-scarred but still plays well.

In 2015 my girlfriend and I went on our first trip to France to meet my family. On our last night with the family, we had a traditional French diner. 5 courses, lots of wine and of course bread. My father pulled out the records in a bid to impress my girlfriend. He played Jean Michel Jarre all night. It was a great night that sparked my interest in records. When we got home I found the record tucked away in our baggage. My father said that he snuck it into our bag as a reminder of our first visit and the fun night that was.

This is an original that i got from my Dad. Sadly we didn’t have much to do with each other , but after getting this a few other records from him after his death. I realised where I got my love of music from.

After being brought up on cassettes and graduating to cds it wasn’t until I hooked up with my now wife that I started collecting vinyl. Afterburner was the first vinyl I ever bought. I found this record at a market and picked it up for next to nothing.

When I was a child my grandma would put on a family movie to watch with me as we sipped hot milo. Generally, her idea of family movies were horror movies. The poltergeist movies were some of her favourites. After she passed away I was in a second-hand opshop and I found this gem. This was the first record I ever bought, and it was the beginning of my collection which is mostly made up of soundtracks.