Quote Me As Saying I Was Misquoted
The more overall shopping I got done today, the more the pressures of the season seemed to lift itself from my shoulders like the cliché gray leathery bat-winged beast and flutter delicately up up and away. And I did get a good chunk done, I'm delighted to say. In fact all I need to buy for now is my father, who is traditionally the hardest member of my family to buy for so at least I now have a few more weeks to spend concentrating only finding just the thingamabob that will get those last few hairs standing straight up on his head. I welcome the challenge, though. Well, some years I do.
That's not to say that I didn't benefit a little myself from the 40% off merchandise day over at my own place of business. I know I know I know I said I wouldn't get anything else this year as far as music but when it's this much off I don't feel the burn in my wallet like I would in most other instances -- and it's not like I didn't already fulfill my new year's resolution to cut back on music spending this year, although I suppose I overcompensated by buying more, uh, porn instead... but blah blah blah I'm just running my mouth here so on with the used treasure boo-tay. Let's meet our first purchase {{insert Herb Alpert's "Spanish Flea" here}}...
Moby Grape! And their debut album... Moby Grape!
Recorded in 1969, presumably before Skip Spence went woo-woo, and technically one of those San Francisco psychedelic records that didn't quite sound like all the other San Francisco psychedelic records tumbling off the trippy assembly line of those times. I've only heard chunkettes of this over the years and I'm still a little baffled as to why it took me so long to snap this up, given the obsessive 60's phase I went through during the mid 80's. But I've heard good things. Or at least I've heard... things. But I've liked what I've heard so far so I don't expect to be disappointed.
Next we have Big Star #1 Record/Radio City...
Strange how up until now I used to only own Third/Sister Lovers on CD from back in the mid-ish 90's when these disks were re-released, and although I am already familiar with several of the tracks from these albums, like "Mod Lang" and "September Gurls" it took a used copy to float in randomly for me to suddenly discover that I couldn't possibly live without this in my life. How does that happen, exactly. And funny how that does, too. My passions just roll like that, yo.
And then there's, uh, Party O' The Times: A Tribute To Prince...
As half of a two-man Prince collecting collective how the heck did something like this pass me by over the course of the last 5 years after it was released? And on Cleopatra Records, no less. This comp features 13 Prince hits covered by the likes of Buddy Miles, Gary Numan, Heaven 17, Ice T, Mellow Man Ace, and... uh, Rebecca Romijn Stamos doing "Darling Nikki". Well, we'll just see how that goes, shall we.
And joy o' joys... two of my favorite Marx Brothers movies!
Two movies that I have not seen since I was a star-struck little girl kissing her pillow every night and dreaming of one day becoming Mrs. Julius Henry Marx... and I remember all these hilarious little bits from each movie but damn if I could recall which movie they belong to.
I also gave Joe his Christmas presents tonight. Not very traditional I know, but considering that he's an agnostic Jew Christmas in general isn't exactly a traditional thing for him either. But giving him his presents weeks in advance has become a tradition in itself, and his birthday is already so close to the holiday that I usually prefer to go all-out for him then than now. But I took a funny photo (well funny to me at least) and maybe I'll post it later.
Oh, and I'm caught up on my sleep now. I suppose the body just shuts itself down after going too long without. Good thing I landed someplace soft.
That's not to say that I didn't benefit a little myself from the 40% off merchandise day over at my own place of business. I know I know I know I said I wouldn't get anything else this year as far as music but when it's this much off I don't feel the burn in my wallet like I would in most other instances -- and it's not like I didn't already fulfill my new year's resolution to cut back on music spending this year, although I suppose I overcompensated by buying more, uh, porn instead... but blah blah blah I'm just running my mouth here so on with the used treasure boo-tay. Let's meet our first purchase {{insert Herb Alpert's "Spanish Flea" here}}...
Moby Grape! And their debut album... Moby Grape!
Recorded in 1969, presumably before Skip Spence went woo-woo, and technically one of those San Francisco psychedelic records that didn't quite sound like all the other San Francisco psychedelic records tumbling off the trippy assembly line of those times. I've only heard chunkettes of this over the years and I'm still a little baffled as to why it took me so long to snap this up, given the obsessive 60's phase I went through during the mid 80's. But I've heard good things. Or at least I've heard... things. But I've liked what I've heard so far so I don't expect to be disappointed.
Next we have Big Star #1 Record/Radio City...
Strange how up until now I used to only own Third/Sister Lovers on CD from back in the mid-ish 90's when these disks were re-released, and although I am already familiar with several of the tracks from these albums, like "Mod Lang" and "September Gurls" it took a used copy to float in randomly for me to suddenly discover that I couldn't possibly live without this in my life. How does that happen, exactly. And funny how that does, too. My passions just roll like that, yo.
And then there's, uh, Party O' The Times: A Tribute To Prince...
As half of a two-man Prince collecting collective how the heck did something like this pass me by over the course of the last 5 years after it was released? And on Cleopatra Records, no less. This comp features 13 Prince hits covered by the likes of Buddy Miles, Gary Numan, Heaven 17, Ice T, Mellow Man Ace, and... uh, Rebecca Romijn Stamos doing "Darling Nikki". Well, we'll just see how that goes, shall we.
And joy o' joys... two of my favorite Marx Brothers movies!
Two movies that I have not seen since I was a star-struck little girl kissing her pillow every night and dreaming of one day becoming Mrs. Julius Henry Marx... and I remember all these hilarious little bits from each movie but damn if I could recall which movie they belong to.
I also gave Joe his Christmas presents tonight. Not very traditional I know, but considering that he's an agnostic Jew Christmas in general isn't exactly a traditional thing for him either. But giving him his presents weeks in advance has become a tradition in itself, and his birthday is already so close to the holiday that I usually prefer to go all-out for him then than now. But I took a funny photo (well funny to me at least) and maybe I'll post it later.
Oh, and I'm caught up on my sleep now. I suppose the body just shuts itself down after going too long without. Good thing I landed someplace soft.
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