My parents had an Edison cylinder style phonograph which were made from 1910 to 1920 or so. It was handed down by my father’s parents along with a small collection of cylinder records which became increasingly brittle and broken. Every once in a while, I would ask my mother to play a cylinder record and this is almost exactly what it sounded like in my memory:
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