That was Tuesday actually, at my parents house. We went to the attic looking for some toys and, after moving a few old boxes, found an old dollhouse. Among the dollhouse furniture was a phonograph, and my daughter asked me what it was. I went on to explain it to her and told her you put discs on it, not the kind like CDs and DVDs, but the same kind of discs we had moved in a box in the attic. She did't remember it, so to show her we put one on the turntable. Long story short, she didn't like the music, and I went up to the attic grab the records I had seen there: The Beatles red, blue, and white albums.
Man, this is such good music!