Nor does film, nor literature. I'm a rebel against my own tastes like that.
With that said, here are some of my favorite records, on vinyl. (Okay, so I have a camera and some records. And a finger. Yeah. I said it.)
These are sort of my pride 'n joy du jour. Only the du jour has been more like, "du annum (I don't possess a font of french in my vocabulary, so, yeah)." I haven't had ample opportunity to change the records out of their frames, like I did back in the day. I used to do it every month or so, as sort of rotating art pieces. I have had a thing for collecting funny, old records at thrift shops for a lotta years, and while some of them are weird and kitschy, some happen to represent music genres that I felt really revealed me. I have since left that whole music snobbism behind, because it's something I realize I don't have time for anymore childish. (If I can't do it, then I'm just going to be a haughty bitch toward those who still can. Bastards. Free, non-parent, freedom-mcfreepants bastards.)
Maybe I have unconsciously allowed this pairing to remain static, because it satisfies my rock-geek-beatin'-ventricles (just keep telling yourself that). There's a song (Glazed, the last track on the second side) on the RftC album that was clearly inspired by a Beatles song (specifically, the end of I am the Walrus, where they chant, "everybody smoke pot"; Rocket mimics the chant at the end of Glazed). I get used to get all excited and wet my pants over that kind of dorky rock-geek stuff. (To be fair, this specific Beatles album doesn't feature the Walrus song, but I don't have that record on vinyl, sadly, so I put this one up to represent.) There's another grouping I would feature using this Beatles album, but I don't have a third record frame, nor do I own the particular Kinks or Sleater-Kinney records on vinyl in order to frame them to begin with (I have the last two on disc; they don't frame so well, those little jewel cases.) I must explain, btw, that the Kinks and S-K albums feature photo formats that are similar to the Beatles album shown here, hence the cohesion in the desired grouping. (Did I mention, Geek?)
The Ben Webster double lp is one of my hands-down favorites; it's just so DAMN fine. Oh, how my ears yearn to hear its loveliness. But my record needle's broken. Again. Sigh. I guess that could explain my posting these beauties; if I can't listen, I can look.
I have oodles more to share, but my camera battery died as I was hooking it up to its beloved big-sister laptop, and I'm having a bitch of a time with my internet connex (the last 36 hours have been cruel, so cruel). I'll update this post with mais e mais quando eu tenho a primera oportunidade (I read somewhere that your sexxxy quotient increases upon others' discovery that you speak a second language - is it working? I'm willing to pull out all the stops. Whatever it takes. Just like me! Find me attractive! Without having to show you my vagina! -- Although that would probably just make you all run away, as you bleed from the eyes. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. Somebody should permanently disable my internet capabilities. Please, husband, don't be reading this and think I'm serious - I'm going through withdrawals and my mouth is all loosey-goosey as a result. Okay -- really, people, look away. This isn't pretty. It's getting uglier by the minute. I have a problem).
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here's that update I promised -- and I hope I'm quelling the ravenous, drooling idiocy I've induced with my partially completed post, herewith. Since all six of you like me and my vinyl that much.
Yeah.
(I have a self-confidence problem.)
(Also, I suddenly think I need ice cream therapy. Stat.)
I have included these in no particular order, because I didn't want to demonstrate any favoritism toward the more iconic, "hip" element. I like it all. I don't have music cred. I'm no snob. I'm a mommy blogger, for cripessake.
Yeah. I'm a nerd. (Mel did mention to me on the phone the other day, though, that being a nerd is all the rage, lately. Looks like I just can't get away from the cool-o-meter. Shit.)

























































Godamighty! LMAO!!!
(Will you hate me forever if I tell you that I don't know what RftC stands for?)
Posted by: MelanieinOrygun | July 19, 2006 at 02:05 PM
Votre goût dans la musique est aussi exquis que vous êtes.
Also, I'm the biggest fan of weird, kitshy music ever. In my car right now:
Eartha Kitt
Devil Doll
Julie London
Gypsy Belly-Dancing Ballads
Nina Simone
Tenacious D
Willie Nelson singing pop standards from the 30's and 40's.
None are in vinyl because I'm terribly uncool but I do have the record version of songs from Lady and the Tramp.
Hell yeah.
Posted by: Jenny | July 19, 2006 at 02:18 PM
I love the idea of Album art as...well, Art! I have collected a few albums from thrift stores with an eye to getting the album frames from ikea and doing a row of them along the top of the wall in our family room. Nothing particularly funky, although my husband has a lot of old 80's albums I think it would be cool to see framed. Duran duran's rio? Kinda cool, I think. I definitely want to frame my copy of Breakfast at Tiffany's.
Thanks for coming by mi casa...you're pretty delish too!!!
Posted by: Domestic Chicky | July 19, 2006 at 03:08 PM
How did you sneak into my home and photograph my entire music collection? I demand answers.
Posted by: Mom101 | July 19, 2006 at 06:02 PM
I love me some Earth, Wind & Fire.
Posted by: wordgirl | July 19, 2006 at 08:15 PM
Dude. I am married to your soulmate!!!
Posted by: Catherine | July 19, 2006 at 11:14 PM
Talk of music makes me want to go and hide and not come out for fear that someone will find out that I suck nuts when it comes this stuff. I don't know beans about music. So, lildb, you are not a nerd, you are the totally hip sister I always wanted who will school me in the finer arts of music loving. cuz I don't know who Ben Webster nor do I recognize many of your albums. I suck. I know it. But you, you are the coolest.
*hides head in shame*
*then peeks out to see if you're still around*
will you still be my friend anyway?
Posted by: Mommy off the Record | July 19, 2006 at 11:15 PM
I love your vinyl art. The old album covers are so fabulous. I am not a music geek or snob. I have the lamest song list in my ipod that one ever saw. Filled with crap that just reminds me of different times in my life. Stuck in the 70s and 80s but none of the really cool stuff. So sister you are way more of a hipster than I :)
Posted by: Sunshine Scribe | July 20, 2006 at 03:46 AM
I had a few of those albums! Wow, Elton John, Fleetwood Mac, The Police...and what is that I see? A little Wham? heh heh....nerds unite! I love it.
Posted by: Pattie | July 20, 2006 at 05:53 AM
I'm with MotR. I'm not much of a music aficionado, but I am impressed by your collection, even though I can't see all the pictures. And you actually have a working record player (aside from the needle)? That in itself is impressive.
Posted by: Andrea | July 20, 2006 at 08:19 AM
Hey, I am listening to Blue Train on CD on my computer RIGHT NOW. It's one of Isaac's favorites. Sometimes he wakes up in the morning wailing, "Coltraaaaaaaane! Turn on Coltraaaaaaane!" Heh.
Posted by: jaelithe | July 20, 2006 at 10:02 AM
Love your vinyl art...
An old friend of mine used to design album covers and they were not nearly as fun as all of these...
My big pet beef now is these ego maniac artist that do not put their name on their cd's and that has left me looking for hours to find the appropriate Cd casings...
But just like Album covers Cd's are soon to be a thing of the past... and I now feel old and dated like a gramaphone...
Posted by: Pendullum | July 20, 2006 at 10:42 AM
I love people with eclectic taste in music. It's so boring when someone listens only to top 40 or someone listens only to "cool" alternative music (which is usually just the stuff on alternative radio, yawn.) My taste in music has never been for the purpose to up my "music cred" or to be cool. If I like it I like, doesn't matter what genre it is.
P.S. I think you're cool:)
Posted by: Marcie | July 20, 2006 at 10:43 AM
I have no music cred either. Half the time I listen to oldies on the radio, which is testament unto itself about the stranglehold Clearchannel has on radio and the utter awfulness of it in this supposedly major market. Puh!
And it appears to me, that you have grand taste in music, if only because it mirrors mine so much...heehee :)
Posted by: Izzy | July 20, 2006 at 02:39 PM
Um...
Uh...
Wow!
No shit!!
I'm going to pause here for a minute to wrie you a comment about your music collection 'cause its going to take me some time to go through each and every one of those albums. I'm loving the selections so far and I LURVE that you have vinyl. I lurve you for having vinyl and for still playing vinyl. Hope you get your needle fixed.
Posted by: Mrs. Chicky | July 20, 2006 at 04:37 PM
I love that WHAM is in there. On the same page as Coltrane. In vinyl. Golden.
(And bedhead, below? Priceless.)
Posted by: Her Bad Mother | July 20, 2006 at 07:43 PM
"Control" & Blondie? "Rio"? And indie rock suff & Miles Davis?
I'm freakin' out.
I get you, Debbie.
Posted by: Emily | July 22, 2006 at 11:39 AM
I'm beyond impressed. But hell, you had me at free, non-parent, freedom-mcfreepants bastards.
Posted by: Girl con Queso | July 23, 2006 at 06:45 PM
LOVE your vinyl. I'm sad that my mom tossed all of our old albums when they left the childhood home several years ago.
Posted by: Nancy | July 24, 2006 at 09:09 AM