My wife and I did our little bi-monthly weekend getaway. This time we went to Granbury, so not too far. Just a Friday evening through Sunday afternoon gig. Well, Granbury is full of little thrift shops and antique stores. Those places give me tired-head, big time. It’s sensory overload. There’s so much to look at and process, my eyes and head just start swimming.
Of course, I always look through the record bins when I find them. And usually they’re all so picked through that you won’t find anything worth a shit. Mostly stuff from the early 40s or 50s or stuff that you’ve never heard of. Torn jackets, vinyl scratched to hell…
Well, we went into this one place – I think it was the last place we checked out – and I just barely caught a glimpse of something roughly 12 x 12 out of the corner of my eye, hiding under the cloth draped over a table. I lifted the cloth a little and got filled with excitement. I got so lucky. No one had seen these records. They were all 8 bucks a piece. Check it out!
Well, I have to point out (because I didn’t realize these were in this same photo) that some of these weren’t from thrift. We got home from Granbury to discover a package I had ordered from a Discogs seller had arrived. That’s the four on the left. And on the way back from Granbury we had stopped at Doc’s Records in Fort Worth, and that’s where I found the Lake Street Dive and Stones albums. You can also see a CD on the left. That’s Loreena McKinnett. I didn’t want to spend 1 dollar on the Johnny Mathis record on my credit card. So I bought that to bring the total up a few bucks.
Incredibly happy with this haul. I love a weekend of perfect stormism where all the dominoes fall into place and you get this many records in such a short period of time. Fuck sake.