Rediscovering My Favorite Album

Picture it.

The Adams State College Bookstore.

I walked in and the smell of paper fills the air. It comes from the thousands of text books that fill the shelves. I’ve walked in the minute it opened. My mission to find and purchase “Used” textbooks for my classes. When you’re a college student on a limited budget, you do things like that to stretch that dollar.

Of course my motives weren’t all about saving money. I wanted to buy a few things for myself and my room. There were a few posters, but what I had my sights set on was the record sells.

Every years, there was a discount bin of albums. I’d recently become a love of classical music and figured it was a great way to expand my horizons. I flipped through it. I picked up most of Beethoven’s symphonies and one or two piano concertos that caught my eye. I found something called “A Night of Bald Mountain” by some guy who sounded Russian.

But as I flipped through, a record with an unusual cover caught my eye.

“A Symphony of Our Time,” by some guy named Joe Scott. From what I could tell, he’d taken modern day hits and put them together to form symphonic music. What the heck. It was only ninety-nine cents.

That evening, I put it on my pathetic stereo.

it blew me away. I played the album so much I wore it out.

One day when I’ve a few bucks in my pocket, I’ve found a place that has used copies of it.

I’m buying it.