Ok, I don’t want to sound like a total record nerd, but I’m going to have to in order to relay this tale, which is likely mundane to everyone but me. I buy a lot of records, some which can be pretty expensive. I don’t exactly recommend the lifestyle, and compared to some of my peers my spending and issues are rather minimal…but still, I spend a great deal of time on sites like Discogs, Gemm, CDandLP, and Ebay, and chatting with dudes about records, trades, and condition. Sadly, I feel more like a dungeon master re-reading that, than some hip stalwart music aficionado.
Now when looking for records, it’s easy to start on the aforementioned sites, but you can go a whole lot deeper (and sometimes even cheaper), once you start getting onto private seller websites, and record store sites. You can even find great and rare stuff on craigslist, though you have to sift through a lot of crap, so that’s not entirely recommended. So when an internet acquaintance (whom I’d never met) offered me a very hefty trade for a few records that he’d been searching out, I got to work, and actually procured one on his list which I’d never heard of before. I bought it immediately, notified him, and then waited patiently for the disc to arrive, dreaming of my forthcoming rewards. Once I got it in my possession, I had to go ahead and at least listen to it (and record it) before sending it eastbound in a cardboard mailer. A very odd type of attachment formed at that moment, knowing the items rarity and seeing it spin around right there on my turntable while procuring some serious grooves. Although not a particularly in demand track amongst collectors, I am still forlorn; I have a feeling that I will not come across this record for sale anywhere for a very long time, and I’d be lying if I wasn’t tempted to just keep the 45 for myself, and just outright lie to the guy saying that it got lost in the mail. As the saying goes, “if you love it, record it to a wav file and then let it go. If it comes back…yadda yadda yadda”. Perhaps too much banter and emotion for a blip of a story (as a single tear rolls down my cheek)…Anyways, here is San Diego’s Par-Tay with You Took Away Your Love.