Brooklyn’s Vinyl Fair Spins in Williamsburg

Williamsburg grooved last night with Brooklyn’s Vinyl Fair, spinning NYC’s spring at a Kent lot. DJ Jay Patel flipped LPs as 400 shopped, a $10 ticket fest of wax. It’s borough tunes—pure BK vibe, needles hot. A kid nabbed a 45; a pro bagged a crate. ‘Brooklyn plays—this is it,’ Patel says, stacking sleeves. The stalls turned jukebox.

The fair’s fresh—March 19’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing rows by noon. Patel’s a Bushwick spinner; last night’s crowd hit max—vinyl crackled. A latecomer nabbed a spot; cash buzzed—NYC grit glowed. Runs one day—grooves ruled. #BKVinyl trended; Queens wants a spin.

Some griped—’Too dusty,’ sniped a newbie, dodging scratches. Wind flicked—tables held; finds rolled. A rival’s pitching a Greenpoint mix, splitting decks. Still, 500 stayed—tunes reigned. Williamsburg’s never spun so bold.

Patel’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a night set if spring bites. ‘NYC’s sound—this digs it,’ he says, packing crates. The fair’s a Brooklyn win—grit meets groove. It’s a vinyl rush; catch the next. Bring a bag—beats call.