One of the young ladies I worked with long ago was the daughter of a local life long DJ and he did a lot of voice over commercials for radio and TV. He had a home living room much like this. He had two shelves that circled the room, stuffed with albums.
His daughter had one funny story, she was out at the local lake "watching the submarine races" and enjoying her boyfriends attention, with heavy kissing and some petting. Her dad's voice came on the radio for some commercial, and she just all of a sudden could not continue, and asked that he drive her home. Just dad's voice was enough to put her back on the straight and narrow.