When you goto a city, in another country just to look at a collection. Not knowing anyone or anywhere. The door opens and its a huge guy with his shirt off, who happens to be gay. And going into his lowly lit basement to look at records for 2 full days.
But shit was well worth it... One of the best hauls I've ever seen.
when given the opportunity to do a monthly party, you don't think of your own party, you do one that will surround you with other record geeks and name it after a graemlin and spend your day off making these
+ You go to a flea market at 6 AM with a friend and you both spot a guy unloading records from a van across the lot, causing you both to break into a sprint to be the first one to start looking through his stash.
You size up where you are gonna move on the amount of records you can fit.
and
You can't see your floor anymore, just lps.(this would be the digger in denial that won't admit they are, and should really come to grips and get into some shelving)
and
You wonder why it's dark out as you emerge from a record store that you just went in around lunch time(you know the quick glance you were gonna take before you grabbed something to eat).
and
You start to think of records as actual friends and have conversations with them.
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guilty as charged on all accounts
Great idea! I just added this to my todo-list.
Not me, but a good friend of mine...
When you goto a city, in another country just to look at a collection. Not knowing anyone or anywhere. The door opens and its a huge guy with his shirt off, who happens to be gay. And going into his lowly lit basement to look at records for 2 full days.
But shit was well worth it... One of the best hauls I've ever seen.
+ You find yourself surrounded by Meth Dealers and Pedophiles every Saturday Morning.
+ You steal records from radio stations
+ A Record Collection Lead brings you face to face with Gang Bangers
jeah!
LOCATION
(phase 1: denial)
sayin'!
-When you flip the hell out when someone mishandles a record (it doesn't even have to be yours).
-When you prioritize getting new records over things like getting food, putting gas in your car, paying your bills, etc.
BTW, I'm guilty of all of the above
and
You can't see your floor anymore, just lps.(this would be the digger in denial that won't admit they are, and should really come to grips and get into some shelving)
and
You wonder why it's dark out as you emerge from a record store that you just went in around lunch time(you know the quick glance you were gonna take before you grabbed something to eat).
and
You start to think of records as actual friends and have conversations with them.
+ You have a record wall
+ Turntable at work
+ You have a CTI bootleg T-Shirt
+ $100 for a Funky Groove Lexicon (almost bought the $300 color edition)
+ You stop bringing your portable out digging and rely on knowledge
+ The site of foreigners at your local record show makes you angry and violent
And you tell your wife you paid for it with $$ you made by selling records.....
i need some socks yo, but instead i go to the shops
You stop (or drive by) every yard sale on the way home from the flea market.....
i get this way with the japanese, when i see french i know their not going to buy anything i want
they rude or something ?
+ You consider Soulman and Supreme "famous"
+ You run your finger nail across records with marks on them
+ Shrink Wrap gives you a Boner
+ Egon is a household word
You always mention the value of a record before or quickly after when you're asked how much you spent by your wife/significant other..
"I only spent $30, but it's a $200 record".
the japanese usually go after the jazz, which is what iam there for as well, i could also say english also but i have yet to run into them in a spot
the french buy crappy records
You arrive at a record show before any of the dealers have set up.
you know wou'll wind up moving everything yourself cause you wont trust the movers you hired.
you've had a chronic allergy ever since this one "spot"
you're back hurts in the morning