Archive for November, 2014

Sunday Music 11/30/14

The Holydrug Couple-Counting Sailboats
This is from the Chilean duo’s album Noctuary (2011, Sacred Bones). Dreamy psych that makes me want to be back in bed instead of getting ready for work

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I Hate Me, part 401,731

Cold, dead night at work. I’m at the back counter pricing records. Family comes in, middle aged parents and their son who’s really big (not just chunky but tall). The kid is looking at records, father is just staring at me pricing records:
Can I help you, need any help finding anything?
Nope………….
…………………
…………………
Soooooooo….. records are making a comeback
That’s what they tell me
………..Tell ya what I’m looking for…..I like songs from the 50’s and 60’s……….but I don’t know the artists…or the songs…I just hear stuff on the oldies station….do they make any thing that has a bunch of old songs on it?
Yup, we have a bunch of oldies comps, let me show you
[I showed him where the oldies comps are, he’s happy. five minutes later back at the counter, pointing at his kid who’s still looking at used records]
How old you think my kid is?
….I don’t know man
No, really…how old
…I’m not good at guessing ages
C’mon…guess
…No idea…nine
No…no…nonono.
Twenty
Nope..he’s fourteen
…yeah, big kid
yeah…everyone thinks he older
…or younger
The only ones who get it right are his teachers
Well, that’s sort of their job to know that stuff
…..
[Then I was saved by a phone call]

(So this isn’t a total loss, here are some more inserts. My favorite stuff is the ELP Love Beach gear, CLICK ON IMAGE TO ENLARGE)
Scan 9
Scan 10
Scan 11
Scan 3
Scan 7
Scan 14

I Hate Me, part 438,110

Just one more thing from working last week:
Two well fed slackjaws in their mid twenties, milling around not buying anything and comparing the lunches they just ate:
That fuckin’ sub..
…it was a fucking CALZONE
whatever, it fuckin’ sucked
(looking at Peter Frampton’s -Somethin’s Happening LP)…hahahabraybrayhahaLook Peter Frampton looks like PATRICIA Frampton.
…(nothing)…
Duuude…LOOK..He looks like A CHICK, PATRICIA Frampton
…(nothing)….
Duuuuude!
I fuckin’ like Peter Frampton
…Yeah but dude, he looks like a chick.
Fuck you
Fuck YOU
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I Hate Me, part 477,616

I have been working a lot this week as one of the other managers is on vacation.
1) An old guy, the type of unhappy person my mom would describe as a “pill”. He comes in every couple of weeks to shop and use the bathroom and every time he goes to use the bathroom he can’t get the door to open and accuses us of changing the locks on him. This week he came up to the back counter and asked to hang up his coat behind the counter. There are no coat hooks or hangers behind the counter:
“Well what do you do with you coat?”
“I roll it up and throw it under the counter.”
“hhmmmphhh…I bet a lot of people ask you that… you should get a coat rack for the
customers”
“Nobody’s ever asked but you”
“Hhhmmphhhhh….just give me the key to the bathroom”
“Be careful of that lock.”

2) Woman called to ask for directions:
“I need directions to your store”
“Ok, where are you coming from?”
“I’m driving, now”
“Ok, where are at now?”
“A road………………………………………….”
“Well that’s good but I’m gonna need a little more than that to go on”
“I’ll call you back”
Didn’t.

Sunday Music 11/9/14

The Heads-Legavaan Satellite

This is from the recently reissued Everybody Knows We Got Nowhere (Rooster) originally released in 2000. These guys have never really gotten their due over here, maybe because their main U.S. label (Man’s Ruin) sank pretty quickly and it’s a goddamn shame. This record especially (and you should pick up everything they have released) is a heavy, psych drenched, shambling mess. Which is the way it should be, parts of it sound like Mudhoney jamming with Neu! or an argument between The Stooges and The Cosmic Psychos and everything is run through a mean, drug addled Hawkwind machine. This is a 2 cd set, the second collects a bunch of BBC recordings and some Man’s Ruins things. Buy this.

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I Hate Me, part 490,222

There’s an odd, very small sub-strata of used record customers who get peeved when used albums for bands they like aren’t selling for as much as they think the band is worth.
A mid thirties “dude”, leather jacket, neatly trimmed hair and beard, sees a used copy of Judas Priest-Turbo:
-$3.99?!? NO WAY MAAAaaaaaann!
Yep, $3.99
-You gotta sell this for more, man It’s PRIEST….PRIEST, man.
[like an idiot, I engage him and explain my pricing]
It’s worth $3.99 here. The vinyl is pretty solid but the cover is kind of beat.
-No, Man…..You gotta sell this for…..at least……$20…..It’s PRIEST, man… C’MON!
-Well, you can buy it for $20 if you want…I don’t mind.
-No man….No….I got it already.
-But you want somebody else to pay $20 for it?
-No….no…………no but man, it’s priest.

As may have noticed I haven’t been posting as much lately, the reason being that I’m trying to finish writing words for a new new record by my band The Ribeye Brothers. For me writing songs is slow and agonizing (although not as much as listening to them. POW!) So I’ve been concentrating on that. Here are a couple of Album title/cover ideas.
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