posted by Debbie
Some of the best-loved members of my choking-on-dust collection (the player is having some trouble, and it'll have to wait to see the doctor until later in the year, when there is ample [ha!] money for such capricious repairs).
(If you leave, don't leave now. Please don't take my heart away.)
(Sadly, the bonus 45 lp's *wrapper* was present and accounted for within the envelope, but not the actual disc. Not surprising; it was a collector's item. Still. Sigh. And yet, my complaints are thin; while the sticker says it cost $2.98, it was 70% off day, and I paid a mere $.99 for this double-album lp. Which doesn't quite compute, but then, thrift store prices at the register have generally, if not always, been sketchy at best.)
(I purchased this disc at a thrift store in Anchorage, Alaska. There was a type-written sticker with the name and address of the original owner still attached to the centermost portion of the record; the address was on Glisan Ave. in Portland, a street I ended up living on not quite a year after I returned to Portland from Alaska. I thought it appropriate.)
(This album was sold to me by the, yes, THE Sean Croghan, of Crackerbash fame. He spent a short portion of his working career at Jackpot records back when they first opened up shop. I haunted the joint for some time because of it. Sean used to be good friends and housemates with Elliott Smith. Just writing that makes me sad. I met Elliott through Sean and his friends, in fact. Oh. Sad. This is, by the by, an official thrift, because it was a used record - they traded in used and new. I suppose they still do. I don't shop record stores much these days; that is the purview of the younger set.)
(This was my favorite from my mother's collection when I was a kid. I would sit and drink in its sultry details, from the high-heeled slippers to the menacing kitty and the ornate, dangly chandelier. I suppose it explains my mid-twenties coiffe at one point, now that I think of it. It mirrored that of the woman in the photo.)
