I never thought I’d listen to vinyl records again. Now I am – and I love it | Margaret Sullivan

When my children gifted me a turntable last year, I was dubious. But I've since rediscovered the beauty of analog music

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Living in a Manhattan apartment, I've learned to streamline. I have what I need and not too much more.

So when a large box arrived at holiday time last year, I cringed. Yes, I was delighted that my two young-adult children had cooked up a thoughtful gift for me. But I was dubious about dealing with what was inside the cardboard: a stereo turntable and speakers, along with a single vinyl album - a Bob Dylan compilation.