Just a fan. Had a pretty good vinyl collection going at home. It was kind of my payday treat, you know? Survive another hellish week in occult book retail hell, buy a platter. Then I switched jobs and it just turned into more of a hobby than a survival mechanism.

[his Craydar goes off ever so faintly at the mention of the tape thing, though, and he raises an eyebrow]

Wait, back up. Did you say any tape turns into the Best of Queen? Is that like ... an on-purpose spell or did it just happen?