Every morning with Roberta Flack

Waking Up with Roberta Flack: A Morning Ritual That Stays With You

Some records aren't just listened to—they're lived. They sneak into your routine without asking, like that first sip of coffee or the light streaming through your window. For me, mornings have a sound: Roberta Flack’s voice.

How It All Started: A Vinyl, a Mood, and a Morning

I can't really remember when this habit began. Maybe it was just an ordinary day when I needed something to sync me with the world—without rushing into it. I dropped First Take on the turntable, and ever since then, every morning begins with Roberta.

Her voice doesn’t rush. It doesn’t shout, doesn’t demand attention. It doesn’t have anything to prove. It’s just there—wrapping around you. It makes you feel like whatever is happening right now is enough. That the day can begin without alarms. That there’s something comforting in the things that take their time.

And speaking of taking time… storing those sacred records the right way? That matters too. Whether you keep your favorites in a record vinyl storage cabinet, a sleek lp cabinet record storage system, or just a simple storage cabinet, it’s about giving them the space they deserve.

When a Song Feels Like a Moment

When The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face starts playing, the world stops for a second. That song is a story in itself—a confession, a memory that doesn’t need words to make sense.
Killing Me Softly reminds me that some songs don’t just tell stories—they carry them.
And Feel Like Makin’ Love? That one’s a reminder that music can make even the simplest moment feel golden.