Damn the man! Save the empire!
Holy hell! I honestly started off reposting last year with every intention of regular updates once again. Clearly, I didn't uphold my end of the deal. To be honest, life happened. I know it's not an excuse, but, I also know that I am not exactly an internet destination spot for music and culture. It's always been about the music and the vinyl. It still is. Since my last update back in June, I have increased my vinyl collection by about 1/3. I mean, you can only work for so much. It would be silly to believe that I wasn't out in all of my favorite record stores and attending all of the shows from Maine to Long Island over the past 10 months not collecting. The fact that I keep hitting that wonky IRStoGO app daily waiting for my tax return so I can buy what I'm considering my holy grail of records speaks volumes of my commitment.
I really wanted to update a lot. Literally every time I bought a new record home. Then the prospect of deciding which one to listen to and write up first hit. Then the superficial issues like lighting for pictures, the exhausting time it takes to get my draft(s) back from my friend the editor and so on. As if that wasn't enough, and it wasn't, the sheer will to commit the time after pulling a 10-15+ plus day in a job I wasn't terribly fond of didn't leave me with a lot of creativity to write about much. What it did leave me with was a lot of alone time to listen to all of my music. Over the past 10 months, I had a spot where it was just me, my system, hundreds of records with a bunch of new ones in queue, in my Poang, with a dimly lit diffused purple smart bulb on and that's it. (Ok, sometimes a drink.)
Over the past 10 months, I've picked up everything from an original Pink Floyd Dark Side of The Moon, (Sounds too fucking incredible), to a Japanese pressing of Klaus Nomi's masterpiece. I've stumbled on ridiculously undervalued gems such as Zappa's Joe's Garage Acts 1-3, and music I've overpaid for but needed like Disintegration from the Cure. (How have I knot owned that!?) Now, all that and more is neatly cataloged and shelved just waiting for me to show it off to whoever is willing to sit there and listen to them or to me obsess over them. I can't wait to talk about a lot of them right here.
At some point, I will. This weekend may be a perfect time. It's Record Store Day Weekend! Frankly, it doesn't mean much to me, not anymore. My personal bias aside, it is a great day for those that appreciate the sounds of analog. It gives me a great excuse to get out and support a local record store or two, (or 3 or 4!). I don't need a special day though to go out and shop. It may be fun to watch people go insane over some over the top repress of something no one asked for though. (I'm still waiting for Cake to reissue Fashion Nugget, guys WTAF already!?)
All that said, I'm going to get back into this fully committed. While I may not guarantee Vinyl "Monday", "Tuesday", "Wednesday", and so on... I will promise more entries. It may be once a week, or once a month. Hell in my mind I can think of at least 3 entries I can write between now and Saturday! I really don't know how professional bloggers do it daily. Oh, wait... It's their job.
This is truly a site born of my hobby. I don't get paid for it, nor do I want to. Ok, there are ad's on this page, and I suppose that means it's monetized. It's not. With the amount of volume I generate, minus the ad-blockers, and the fact that people don't click on them, I don't get anything, so let's ignore that, but please tell me if they get annoying. I'm simply doing this because no one will listen to me IRL about my records or the music I like, so I'll just leave it here and perhaps someone will. You're not getting Rolling Stone or Pitchfork quality here, but, I sincerely thank all of you who do read this. I'm glad that someone enjoys the musings of a guy with a lot of wax on his mind.
Happy Rex Manning Day!
I really wanted to update a lot. Literally every time I bought a new record home. Then the prospect of deciding which one to listen to and write up first hit. Then the superficial issues like lighting for pictures, the exhausting time it takes to get my draft(s) back from my friend the editor and so on. As if that wasn't enough, and it wasn't, the sheer will to commit the time after pulling a 10-15+ plus day in a job I wasn't terribly fond of didn't leave me with a lot of creativity to write about much. What it did leave me with was a lot of alone time to listen to all of my music. Over the past 10 months, I had a spot where it was just me, my system, hundreds of records with a bunch of new ones in queue, in my Poang, with a dimly lit diffused purple smart bulb on and that's it. (Ok, sometimes a drink.)
Over the past 10 months, I've picked up everything from an original Pink Floyd Dark Side of The Moon, (Sounds too fucking incredible), to a Japanese pressing of Klaus Nomi's masterpiece. I've stumbled on ridiculously undervalued gems such as Zappa's Joe's Garage Acts 1-3, and music I've overpaid for but needed like Disintegration from the Cure. (How have I knot owned that!?) Now, all that and more is neatly cataloged and shelved just waiting for me to show it off to whoever is willing to sit there and listen to them or to me obsess over them. I can't wait to talk about a lot of them right here.
At some point, I will. This weekend may be a perfect time. It's Record Store Day Weekend! Frankly, it doesn't mean much to me, not anymore. My personal bias aside, it is a great day for those that appreciate the sounds of analog. It gives me a great excuse to get out and support a local record store or two, (or 3 or 4!). I don't need a special day though to go out and shop. It may be fun to watch people go insane over some over the top repress of something no one asked for though. (I'm still waiting for Cake to reissue Fashion Nugget, guys WTAF already!?)
All that said, I'm going to get back into this fully committed. While I may not guarantee Vinyl "Monday", "Tuesday", "Wednesday", and so on... I will promise more entries. It may be once a week, or once a month. Hell in my mind I can think of at least 3 entries I can write between now and Saturday! I really don't know how professional bloggers do it daily. Oh, wait... It's their job.
This is truly a site born of my hobby. I don't get paid for it, nor do I want to. Ok, there are ad's on this page, and I suppose that means it's monetized. It's not. With the amount of volume I generate, minus the ad-blockers, and the fact that people don't click on them, I don't get anything, so let's ignore that, but please tell me if they get annoying. I'm simply doing this because no one will listen to me IRL about my records or the music I like, so I'll just leave it here and perhaps someone will. You're not getting Rolling Stone or Pitchfork quality here, but, I sincerely thank all of you who do read this. I'm glad that someone enjoys the musings of a guy with a lot of wax on his mind.
Happy Rex Manning Day!
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