Actually it's full of Ikea Expedits, floor to ceiling. I have a specially trained team of marmosets to fetch/store my records (pygmy marmosets for the 45s). I let them sort out their own filing system, which they teach their offspring, who then in turn teach their offspring ... and so on.
aka, Natural Selection. Your DJ sets will eventually consist of only records with bananas on the cover.
But if one of them shows up with an MPC, sack the fucker.
I suddenly had this amusing thought of a grown man sitting around on his carpet, perfectly arranging his tapes in little rows - like a kid with his GI Joe action figures.
I guess I'll get sucked into this nonsense... hahah.... castillo can vouch that I don't actually own many records. Note mingering mike pin-up photocopy above turntable.
with a special shout out to my powerbook's hard drive that failed last night for no reason. You can witness the computer equivilent of open-heart surgery. Don't worry baby, a new drive is on its way fedex priority overnight expedited.
I suddenly had this amusing thought of a grown man sitting around on his carpet, perfectly arranging his tapes in little rows - like a kid with his GI Joe action figures.
riiight and that's somehow stranger than grown men meticulously arrranging their records in a purposely chaotic but not chaotic enough to not see all the records stack?
BTW I think the black fairy album is really overrated. Nice positive spoken word, but it sounds like what it is... a school play. I am totally baffled by how it's gotten some cache with the funk crowd. (other than being playlisted by giles)
BTW I think the black fairy album is really overrated. Nice positive spoken word, but it sounds like what it is... a school play. I am totally baffled by how it's gotten some cache with the funk crowd. (other than being playlisted by giles)
co-sign grande. hey, but it sure does look cool in "Pics of your collection" threads. 'course I'm probably just bitter because I traded it away for peanuts. $250+ for this thing? I'm still in disbelief.
I suddenly had this amusing thought of a grown man sitting around on his carpet, perfectly arranging his tapes in little rows - like a kid with his GI Joe action figures.
riiight and that's somehow stranger than grown men meticulously arrranging their records in a purposely chaotic but not chaotic enough to not see all the records stack?
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it's a turntable lab sticker with some hard rockers with the phrase "fuck that rap shit" across it
Yo, you need to let me hollar at that Al B. Sure, son!
Yo, I need that record like it owes me money, son!
This is about 60% of them... the raers are in there, somewhere.
aka, Natural Selection. Your DJ sets will eventually consist of only records with bananas on the cover.
But if one of them shows up with an MPC, sack the fucker.
BEAUTIFUL!!!
I suddenly had this amusing thought of a grown man sitting around on his carpet, perfectly arranging his tapes in little rows - like a kid with his GI Joe action figures.
i need a camera
riiight and that's somehow stranger than grown men meticulously arrranging their records in a purposely chaotic but not chaotic enough to not see all the records stack?
or modern soul bedsheets
get off my dick.
It's okay.... not really anything amazing.
BTW I think the black fairy album is really overrated. Nice positive spoken word, but it sounds like what it is... a school play. I am totally baffled by how it's gotten some cache with the funk crowd. (other than being playlisted by giles)
co-sign grande. hey, but it sure does look cool in "Pics of your collection" threads. 'course I'm probably just bitter because I traded it away for peanuts. $250+ for this thing? I'm still in disbelief.
nice shelves. you made?
-k
yes, yes i did
yes, yes i do
i have seen cheap canadian pressings of that record on e-bay
pics from a year ago....it's messier now
bow down, when you come to my town... bee-otch!
Oh, it's not. You guys are all weird.
damn! that is a serious collection of lunchboxes ya got goin' there!
Here is part of the madness. 20 crates of rap and more in the other room