- You spend a full hour examining which one of the two copies of a certain record you will give/trade to/with a "friend" and after the deal you still worry.
- When there aren't many new arrivals you start checking out stuff like kiddie records.
- You spend a full hour examining which one of the two copies of a certain record you will give/trade to/with a "friend" and after the deal you still worry.
Or when you find a 2nd copy of something to sell, and you have a hard time parting with it.....
- 99% of the time, you can tell what year a record was released just by looking at the cover.
LOL
Some folks think I'm lying when I tell them a record is a reish without even touching it (and I'm thinking c'mon- look how glossy that sleeve is, isn't it obvious??)
- Minutes ago...you are at a record store and random dude brings 123 records. Store owner is checking them out and you spot "Caito", argentinian bossa raer. You keep flipping the whole heavy metal section waiting for the owner to finish. He buys the records cheeeap, like 0.30 pesos each (US$ 0.10). You tell the owner "I could use that Caito". You can clearly see he's ashamed to quote a price after you just saw him buying the record for 0.30 pesos. He goes "10 pesos", feeling sorry for you. You go "OK", and leave the store in silent Titanic Di Caprio mode "I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD"
- Minutes ago...you are at a record store and random dude brings 123 records. Store owner is checking them out and you spot "Caito", argentinian bossa raer. You keep flipping the whole heavy metal section waiting for the owner to finish. He buys the records cheeeap, like 0.30 pesos each (US$ 0.10). You tell the owner "I could use that Caito". You can clearly see he's ashamed to quote a price after you just saw him buying the record for 0.30 pesos. He goes "10 pesos", feeling sorry for you. You go "OK", and leave the store in silent Titanic Di Caprio mode "I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD"
arms wide open and all
Caito y algo mas? Please to send to Canada. I dig that record. I found my first copy in some guy's basement in Bariloche.
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The story of my life....
- When there aren't many new arrivals you start checking out stuff like kiddie records.
Or when you find a 2nd copy of something to sell, and you have a hard time parting with it.....
Everyone gives you cash for your birthday and the holidays,
as they know the only thing you want is cash for more records.
When your wife asks you "What record do you want?" when your anniversary rolls around.
Yo... I make a sandwich every day and have lunch at my desk so I can 1) save money for records and 2) use the break to go digging.
Ridiculously funny and real shit in this post. I think Raj pretty much covered it all.
DJ Ferrari
Holyshit! Popsike has a Firefox extension! Baller!
The one I hear all the time: "You're so hard to buy for..."[/b]
-you quietly move a record from your BF???s/GF???s shelf to your shelf because ???they don???t listen to this anymore???
-there are 45 centres in the spare change tin, in coat pockets and the tools drawer
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LOL
Some folks think I'm lying when I tell them a record is a reish without even touching it (and I'm thinking c'mon- look how glossy that sleeve is, isn't it obvious??)
'Ooh, that shirt is pretty nice, but it's like 5 records. Too much.'
'Man drinks are expensive at this bar. A gin and tonic is like 2 records.'
'Boy real estate is expensive in the bay area. A down payment is like all my records.'
DJ Ferrari
Great thread RAJ!
+ when you own more records than times you've kissed a girl (getting there, no wait, I'm guilty)
+ when you become hermit-like and only call your friends to compare record finds, talk records, or sign up for the record show. (yes, I am guilty)
+ you go to your favorite spot more than once a day to anticipate that arrival that might have walked in the door during lunch (I am so busted)
- When store owners feel sorry for you.
-All local record store employees know you by name
- Minutes ago...you are at a record store and random dude brings 123 records. Store owner is checking them out and you spot "Caito", argentinian bossa raer. You keep flipping the whole heavy metal section waiting for the owner to finish. He buys the records cheeeap, like 0.30 pesos each (US$ 0.10). You tell the owner "I could use that Caito". You can clearly see he's ashamed to quote a price after you just saw him buying the record for 0.30 pesos. He goes "10 pesos", feeling sorry for you. You go "OK", and leave the store in silent Titanic Di Caprio mode "I'M THE KING OF THE WORLD"
arms wide open and all
Or, on the flip side of that, you're almost singlehandedly keeping a store afloat.
RADD
Peace
Caito y algo mas? Please to send to Canada. I dig that record. I found my first copy in some guy's basement in Bariloche.
+ store owners put aside records that they think you'll like because they know your taste.
Nope Danno, this is just "Caito", pink cover. Know it?
+ A bad trade destroys a friendship (or are they really your friend?)
+ Bags Unlimited sends you a Happy Holidays card
+ You have 5 bidding accounts on eBay and all of them are from Germany to mask bid history
+ You buy sealed records because they are sealed and they are a buck
* you talk about soulstrut in the real world
* your girlfriend asks, are you struttin again?
* you look up old artists in the phonebook
* you buy dupes all the time for other strutters
* you are waiting for the postman to bring you records daily
* you hate moving cuz your vinyl weighs more than all of your furniture combined
* you set your alarm to bid on a record at 4 in the morning (not me, my friend haha)
* you dream about records that don't even exist