Tales by Moonlight

There is a kind of reverence in lowering a needle onto vinyl — a pause, a breath, a moment of intention. Music, once upon a time, required presence. It asked you to sit down, to choose deliberately, to listen with your whole attention. Today, the world carries more songs than any one person could hear

Life has a way of drawing circles. We grow up in a place we think we know intimately, leave it behind in search of our own identity, and then find ourselves circling back — not to the exact same place, but to a version of it that is filtered through time and our own growth.