Who is your digging arch-nemesis?
igotthatbeat
263 Posts
blonde ponytail greasehead...this guy is always at a certain spot as soon as it opens. dude will literally SPRINT into the store and have his boyfriend block the bins as he spazzes out looking for records. The level of paranoia has increased to the point where they will now grip 100+ lp's in an effort make sure and "not miss anything"... Today an employee of the store told me he wouldn't put out the new stock cause some crackhead in a yoga position was checking condition on ray parker jr...
Comments
axe to grind
you've just described Johnny Disco aka 21st century music to a T
what a know it all self assured guido fucktard
i go head to head against this fucker every week
fuck him
thank god he is such a strict grader and doesn't collect for himself -only resale
then there is this tall bald alien looking fucker who is also clued in to everything and shows up everywhere
sickboy6
fuck you too
i have one key spot left that neither of these clowns are up on
how long will that last?
hes the homie but hes also a much faster walker than i am. see you on sunday cuz.
See pic to the left
---------------
At one time Fatback was my digging arch-nemesis. My and my friend Harry used to see him every Saturday morning at a local thrift store waiting for the doors to open. For a while we lied to him as to where we'd been earlier (the old RFK flea market) until he finally figured us out. We're friends now. I even helped DJ his wedding with another former arch-nemesis, Birdman, who we used to call "e-bay guy." Not sure where we got that from. The other DJ at Fatback's wedding was Secret Chimp who I first met waiting for a church book sale to start.
I predict you and blonde poytail greasehead will be best friends some day!
Since this dude moved to Richmond the game has changed. The laid back, 'I'll get that raer next time I stop by this goodwill' type of attitude is a thing of the past. Even CTI/Kudu terds get taken with the quickness. His DC demento digging style has set all Richmond record folks on edge. We have all resorted to carrying box cutters and smoking meth in order to be wide awake at the crack of dawn, only to find senior fatback already at the cash register with a shopping cart full of
But there is one old dealer dude, that if you see him at the estate sale in the AM...turn around and go get breakfast, because dude will grab anything cool or anything that can be flipped..classical, raer mario lanza, soul, disco...no genre goes under his radar...dude can barely fuckin walk but he gets everywhere before anybody else...but he did once sell me a Flirtations "Nothin but a heartache" for 50 cents...he was packing up after a swap and I hit him with a "how much for this one" as it was unpriced and he just glanced at it and said "50 cents"....thats the trick, get them when they have 50 pounds of records in their hands and are trying to do something else...
Yeah, I think I was the guy who dropped the whereabouts of RFK flea to ol Fatback. I just assumed he was up on it. Maybe Chimp broke it to him first though, only FB can say for sure. I think I was "eBay guy" because all would get after you all scooped me every Sat was the run off you left behind, which was only good for eBay(which I no longer deal with-for awhile I was hooked), although that was back when people would be bringing stuff out all day long and there were not as many vultures circling at 7am. No offense! Now I swing by once every few months.
The guy I used to dread seeing at the flea or a thrift was Michael Earle, who is now only seen at his store, Memory Lane....he would always scoop me. But we bonded over a copy of The Payback that I found in front of him and would NOT give up. That was years ago.
but he knows every disco/ dance single/12 ever made.
I recently gave him a caniption when i pulled a live convention,esg and 7 minutes of funk from a shitty 80s dance crate that i got to right in front of him.
.
Man, you've got to post that crazy picture of you and Frank with Adolph!!
I can ask my DJ pardner Marshall what happened to Paul (how that dude put up with Danny is beyond me), Marshall now runs Memory Lane with Michael in the same strip mall as the OG Memory Lane, just a few doors down. I think Mike still does NYC shows occasonally and Arbutus.
Danny sold off most all of the store as far as I know, but I don't know what happened to Paul. Probably just happy he doesn't have to listen to Rush Limbaugh all day anymore.
Mine used to be my older brother W**l. We'd hit the Fayetteville and NC Triangle area record shops (RIP "The Record Hole" in Chapel Hill), and W**l's hands are quick as lightning. Also, his homeboy C*****s would go with us and he had the eyes of a hawk. He looked like Ramsey Lewis and W**l and I would call him that. Anyway, at Dorton Arena once, diggin' from the older Black dude that sold records in the lobby, I grabbed the S.O.B. self-title jawn and "Investigation No. 1" (Carl "Sherlock" Holmes) quicker than my brother. It was all fun, but the rule was "he who grabbed the record first got to cop it." It could be real cutthroat at times. Then, we go back to W**l's crib and drink Cutty.
Peace,
Big Stacks from Kakalak
P.S. Marco, DigDug, and other NC strutters, does that dude still sell records at Dorton Arena? Just curious.
Ahahahhahaha. Yes! Charlie is at once my closest ally in the trenches and at the same time my most omnipresent foil. This guy somehow finds the time to not only run the East Bay but causes havoc in San Francisco and the South Bay too. But my job would be way too easy if it weren't for him.
Honorable mention to Ray Brown (another good guy who is everywhere always).
I think I know who you're talking about... older guy who used to play bass with R&B and blues groups?? Would put really sticky price tags with handscrawled condition?
He used to get some incredible stuff, and the prices were insane...
I went there on the regular at one point several years ago. One time I came and he said all records were a dollar, turned out he was closing shop... I can't remember what he said the reason was.
Unfortunately not too long after that I heard that he passed away... he really didn't take care of himself and had problems. Seemed like a nice guy. (He had tens of thousands of records at his mom's house, no idea what happened to them)
BTW, Record Hole was in Raleigh, and the guy who owned it also had problems and died young... and his records were also at his mom's and I have no idea what happened to them. That was all before my time.
I have at least a few digging nemesises, some of whom I've never met... but one of them is Marco
you also deal with little ricky right?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
This guy.
Hes everywhere, like Mr. Chau ,its gotten to the point I just buy from him.
If by "deal with" you mean missing out on great soul 45's because he gets to them first, then yes. Dude is notorious for having various flea market vendors on lock. Don't think I've ever exchanged more than a few words with him though.
you better learn to speak mexican so you can get in those boxes before him... he still walking around in the raiders jacket?
I'm not even trying to mess with the dude's hustle. He's been going out there for a lot longer than me so I'm at peace with the situation. I still do alright.
bay area: no one really, maybe ray brown. definitely mike vague when he comes up for shows.