The first two points of discussion, obviously, I know both too well. As does probably every one nowadays. Luckily those are still able to coexist. For how much longer is a different question. Records players however I only really experienced at my grandparents’, when, on Sundays they used to listen to a gem of their collection. I always admired that, especially the sound which made me feel pretty fuzzy inside.
Why I got a record player of my own eventually, was because I felt some kind of nostalgia, and that “things-used-to-be-better”-feeling, I experience whit newspapers and photo albums. Even though I don’t know the feeling of buying records, because it’s the only way to consume music.