Scored an Akai belt-driven turntable for $20 off Craigslist a week or so ago. Been spinning all my old high school punk records since I found that box in the attic. An Inforoo Santa brought me Love- Forever Changes, Mogwai Remixes, Purity Ring & Live Cloud Nothings, all sound amazing. This afternoon I stuck gold again in an old funk & soul basement shop...Yuck, Black Joe Lewis, Thomas Dolby, Canned Heat, Issac Hayes double live, Barry White, Woodstock double, Hank Sr, Rare Hendrix, Zappa & Beefheart, Santana, all $2-3 bucks apiece. Life is grand.
Was killing time before the Deer Tick show last night and picked these up from Sound Fix in Williamsburg.
YO, MAKING MOVES BACK AND FORTH UPTOWN 60 DOLLARS PLUS TOLL IS THE CAB FEE WINTERTIME BUBBLE GOOSE, GOOSE, CLOUDS OF SMOKE MUSIC BLASTIN' AND THE ARAB V BLUNTED WHIP SMELLING LIKE FISH FROM 125TH THROWIN' KETCHUP ON MY FRIES, HITTING BASEBALL SPLIFFS BACK SEAT WITH MY LEG ALL STIFF PUSH THE quackin' SEAT UP, TARTAR SAUCE ON MY S DOT KICKS ROCKS IS LIT WHILE I'M POPPIN' THE CLIPS I'M READY FOR WAR, GOT TO CALL THE CUBAN GUYS GOT THE MONTANA BOOTH IN FRONT OF THE STORE MADE MY USUAL GUN CHECK, SAFETY OFF, COME ON FRANK THE MOMENT IS HERE, TAKE YOUR quackin' HOOD OFF AND TELL THE DRIVER TO STAY PUT Quack THEM N****S ON THE BLOCK THEY SHOOK, MOST OF THEM WON'T LOOK THEY FRONTIN', THEY NO CROOKS THEY Quack UP THEY OWN JUKS LOOK OUT FOR JACKSON 5-0 CAUSE THEY ON FOOT STRAIGHT AHEAD IS THE DOORWAY, SEE THAT LADY WITH THE SHOPPING CART SHE KEEP A SHOTTIE COCKED IN THE HALLWAY DAMN SHE LOOK PRETTY OLD GHOST, SHE WORK FOR KEVIN, SHE 'BOUT SEVENTY SEVEN SHE PAID HER DUES WHEN SHE SMOKED HIS BROTHER IN LAW AT HIS BOSSES' WEDDING FLEW TO VENEZUELA QUICKLY WHEN THE BIG FED STEPPED IN 3 O'CLOCK, WATCH THE KIDS, THIRD FLOOR, LAST DOOR YOU LOOK PARANOID THAT'S WHY I CAN'T JUKS WITH YOU WHY? WHY YOU BEHIND ME LEERY? SHAKEY DOG STUTTERIN', WHEN YOU GOT THE BIGGER COOKER ON YOU YOU IS A CRAZY MOTHERQuackER, SMALL HOODIE DUDE HILARIOUS MOVE, YOU ON SOME CURLY, MOE, LARRY shiz STRAIGHT PARRY shiz, KRISPY KREME, COCAINE, DEAD BODIES, JAIL TIME YOU GOIN' CARRY IT MATTER OF FACT, ALL THE CASH, I'M A CARRY IT STASH IT IN JELLY AND BREAK IT DOWN AT THE MARRIOTT THIS IS THE SPOT, YO SON YOUR BURNER COCKED? THESE quackin' MARICONS ON THE COUCH WATCHIN' SANFORD AND SON PASSIN' THEY RUM, FRIED PLANTAINS AND RICE BIG ROUND ONIONS ON A T-BONE STEAK, MY STOMACH GROWLING YO I WANT SOME HOLD ON, SOMEBODY'S COMIN', GET BEHIND ME, KNOCKED AT THE DOOR ACT LIKE YOU STICKIN' ME UP, PUT THE JOINT TO MY FACE PUSH ME IN QUICKLY WHEN THE biznatch OPEN UP REMEMBER YOU DON'T KNOW ME, BLAST HIM IF HE REACH FOR HIS GUN YO WHO GOES THERE? TONY, TONY ONE SECOND HOMIE NO MATTER RAIN, SLEET OR SNOW YOU KNOW YOU SUPPOSED TO PHONE ME OFF CAME THE LATCH, FRANK PUSHED ME INTO THE DOOR THE DOOR FLEW OPEN, DUDE HAD HIS MOUTH OPEN FROZEN, STOOD STILL WITH HIS HEAT BULGIN' TOLD HIM FREEZE! LAY THE Quack DOWN AND ENJOY THE MOMENT FRANK SNATCHED HIS GAT, SLAPPED HIM, ASKED HIM WHERE'S THE CASH, COKE AND THE CRACK? GET TO SMOKIN' YOU FAST HIS WIFE STOOD UP SPEAKIN' IN SPANISH, BIG TITTIE biznatch HOLDIN' THE CANNON RAN IN THE KITCHEN, THREW A SHOT, THE KICK IN THE FOUR FIFTH BROKE A BONE IN HER WRIST AND SHE DROPPED THE HEAT GIVE UP THE COKE! BUT THE biznatch WOULDN'T LISTEN I'M ON THE FLOOR LIKE HOLY shiz! WATCHIN MY MAN FRANK GET BUSY HE ZONED OUT, FINISHED OFF MY MAN'S WIZ HE LET THE PITBULL OUT, BIG HEAD BRUNO WITH THE LITTLE SHARK'S TEETH CHARGIN' FOAMIN' OUT THE MOUTH, I'M SCARED FRANK SCREAMIN', BLOWIN' SHOTS IN THE AIR MISSIN' HIS TARGET, OFF THE FRIGIDARE, IT GRAZED MY EAR KILLED THAT malarky PIT, RAN TO THE BATHROOM BUTT FIRST FRANK PUT TWO HOLES IN THE DOORMAN'S SASSOON THE COKE'S IN THE VACUUM, GOT TO THE BATHROOM, FACED HIS BAD MOVES THE BIG ONE HAD THE CENTIPEDE STAB WOUND FRANK SHOT THE SKINNY DUDE, LAID HIM OUT THE BIGGER DUDE POPPED FRANKIE BOY, PLAYED HIM OUT TO BE CONTINUED
Post by Fiddler's Green on Dec 23, 2012 12:42:44 GMT -5
I think this thread has overtaken Now Playing as my favorite thread. I love looking at people's actual LPs. Records are beautiful. Not just the sound of it, but the images, the liner notes, the lyrics, the physical "beingness" of it.
Every time someone my age starts talking about the generation behind us screwing things up grumble, grumble, I point out to them that that generation is buying real mf'ing records - and if that doesn't make you think the kids are alright, than nothing will.
Ikea is the best option IMO for record storage. I don't have an Ikea close by, so I bought these interlocking cherry hardwood crates from Tony's Woodshop. He also made the matching interlocking base and top. I am very pleased with them, they look nice and will last forever. And I can always buy more as my collection expands, which it looks like I'll need to soon.
Post by Alberto Balsalm on Dec 23, 2012 15:02:28 GMT -5
Love those Expedit shelving units, I have four of the black ones in my room as well. Very slick and sturdy.
Can't wait to get my Christmas vinyl haul. I have basically no money for records anymore with rent and my car payment so records are pretty much all I asked for for Christmas.
Also excited to give some records out. Got my one roommate Death Grips-The Money Store, another Madlib-Shades of Blue and the 3rd a Handsome Boy Modeling School single that his Uncle played keys on. Then my best friend gets a Rolling Stones live album to expand his ever-growing Stones collection