Ruth Reader | Venture Beat
As Niles Lichtenstein thumbed through old albums, he fell into that rabbit hole we all fall into when ridding closets of abandoned sweaters and unused tennis rackets. How quickly a cleaning project turns into a trip down memory lane. Soon Lichtenstein was playing record after record, reminiscing about the tunes he and his father would sing along to in the car.
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