There’s a particular kind of frustration that every serious record collector knows. You’ve spent years, possibly decades, building a collection that means something to you. Albums that represent specific moments. Twelve-inches sourced from dusty market stalls in Brixton, pressed gems from some back alley record shop, discoveries from digging sessions in Tokyo or Melbourne. And yet, despite all that care and dedication, you’re still storing them in something that looks like it was designed for a supermarket stockroom.
The humble record crate hasn’t really evolved. Los Angeles-based Toneoptic, already known amongst vinyl…
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