Thursday, December 24, 2015

Top 10 New Records of 2014 (just a bit late)

I have had this draft saved for an entire year.  I started it last January, just under a year ago.  It became overwhelming to write about my favorite albums because it just pours out of you so fast, your fingers can barely keep up, even if you are a stenographer.  

The problem with a post like this is that you can only take so long to finish it, or it is no longer relevant.  No one wants to read a year end list in spring. 

Still, I am pretty proud of the writing I did.  I only made it through my top 5, and #5 looks like I kind of trailed off.  Apparently I had also planned to do a mix with all these albums, which never came to fruition even though I did a ton of mixes throughout the year.

Today is Christmas Eve, and I just woke up an hour ago and I'm drinking coffee and catching up on my blog and decided to unleash this one.  Just got done listening to side A of a Christmas gift from my girlfriend which she gave me last night.  Without an ounce of humor, I will freely admit I got emotional and cried when I got the record - I have a bit of an attachment with this one.  The record AND the girl.  She also got me a rare Jack Jones that actually contains his most famous work (track A1) which I swore did not appear on an LP.  I must have handled 500 or more Jack Jones albums in my lifetime as every thrift store in the land is filled with them, but I've never seen this one and I know the cover would have caught my eye.  The theme song is indeed re-recorded but its only groovier, it's disco level has been amped up to 11.

So here is to 2015, and the records from the year previous.  Cheers!

I picked up 301 new 7" and 12" records (and one or two 10") in 2014.  They came at record stores, thrift stores, estate sales, garage sales as well as some gifts and the standard online shopping.  I analyzed my list by the date I added them to my collection and started to whittle away at the stuff I bought 'just to have' (a bit ashamed to admit I do this at all).  Then I removed anything I previously was familiar with musically (wanted to own it on vinyl as opposed to another format).

Then I started to really think about the records that have left a lasting imprint on me over a year or a portion of it.  I thought hard about what records will continue with me on my journey through life and continue to be listened to as the years peel off the calendar.  It wasn't super easy to do and I had to make some tough (and honest) decisions but I came up with ten in the end.  They must have been personally impactful because I remembered where I got each one (and I made 114 posts last year!).

This post is best enjoyed whilst listening to the below mix which was put together just for the occasion.  This list is in order by the date I picked it up - it was just too difficult to try and organize them best to worst as I love all my little children.  Maybe this list is totally inaccurate, maybe I screwed it all up and chose the wrong ones.  If so, then at least it is a nice snapshot of a year searching for records.

Pat Metheny Group - First Circle
Like many people, I got introduced to Pat via 'Last Train Home'.  I was familiar with him insofar as that he was a jazz guitarist, but I knew little else.  While I've been enjoying fusion jazz for years, I was always slow to explore his work.  Looking back, I think it was him...I know he takes pride in being a regular guy and to be honest, it always weirded me out.  Because I didn't know his 'regular guy' getup was honest, I just couldn't compute the whole thing.

Once I started looking for his stuff I regretted the times I had seen it in the past.  As it usually goes, now that I had an eye out everything fell off the map.  I looked and I looked.  I first struck gold with this album at Logan Hardware back in January.  I was pissed that I did not find Still Life (Talking) and I remember being slow to even 'waste my money' on this one as I didn't really want it.  However, I had read that there were some similarities between the two albums as well as Letter From Home so I took the plunge.

The album begins in the most outrageous manner via the opener 'Forward March'.  I read a quote from Pat somewhere once why he decided to put this on the album (much less as the lead off song!) and he said 'seemed like a good idea at the time'.  I think it is a great idea! As someone who listened to hiphop for a very long time I am well acquainted with the idea of an 'Intro' to kick off an album.  While in the rap world, where the intro is usually concrete - spoken word, boasting and the threats of things to come - this is about the boldest statement you could start a conversation with.  I guess it really has no place on an album besides as the first track, but again, to include it at all is quite a risk.

In its simplest terms, the song is a very good rendition of a school band, approximately 5th grade level.  I played the french horn in 7th and 8th grade and it definitely renders some serious memories.  It contains flubbed notes and other errors and flaws as kids tend to do.  It goes on perhaps just a touch too long (that is, too long to the new listener.  I can honestly say I enjoy it everytime for reasons to be explained shortly) but that is the beauty.  As you are beginning to think 'this joke is not very funny' and perhaps as you are even about to try and change the station, it abruptly ends.  Silence.

I think the title is the best summation of the whole mentality behind it.  This is our first foot forward, and we are going for a walk, friends.  When you are greeted and even relieved with that silence, the second track starts and you are just pummeled with what can only be called a rock beat.  THIS is fusion! "Yolanda, You Learn" is a great example of Pat during this era and largely even beyond.  Super riffing on a heavily processed guitar and the obvious feeling that you are listening to a small ensemble...just a four piece, cranking it out.  The drums are just relentless even during the quiet, tense moments.  These guys performance is just spectacular and totally inspiring and evident of what this album can do to a person.

But if 'Forward March' is the intro to the album, 'Yolanda' is the intro to 'First Circle'.  I don't know how much I can or want to try to analyze this song but I will say that it makes me cry, sob even, everytime I listen to it.  For me personally, it is truly the most beautiful piece of music I have ever heard.  Pedro Aznar's vocals are crying out, crying to be heard and I want to reach out and say that it's ok.  The composition is just triumphant in the end, its not sad, its so overpowering and intoxicating I am getting emotional thinking about it.

The last song on Side A is 'If I Could', a solo piece on the keys by maestro Lyle Mays.  This is just genius tracklist arrangement as this piece fits perfectly into the puzzle laid out before it.  You need it to close you eyes and experience something less intense and just try to bring yourself back down.  Less intense maybe, but no less beautiful.

If I begin to write about Side B, this blog post will just be about this album and to hell with the other 9.  So let's move on.

Gil Scott-Heron - Pieces Of A Man
I guess everyone is familiar with the expression 'The Revolution Will Not Be Televised' and many still are acquainted with the song itself.  While entertaining, it is a total misnomer for the organic soul that represents the rest of the material on this record.  I bought this on the discogs marketplace after I came into some dough from selling some old releases of my own that were worth a few bucks.  I couldn't afford the real first pressings which are worth $50+, I still paid $20 for my reissue.  The jacket is kind of beat and more importantly, the record is actually a bit warped.  Still, it plays well enough, though side B can suffer a bit (unless I use my homemade spindle clamp to mash it flat).

Speaking of sides, the two sides should be titled 'Day' and "Night' or something...not just because they are dissimilar (or even near opposite) but because they also carry different emotional baggage.  Side B is a plea to God that starts with the title track, a song I at first could hardly tolerate due to its barren soundscape, save for Gil-Scott's voice.  But once you tune in, you can't look away.  But it was the fourth track on side A that got me to impulse buy the record, 'Home Is Where The Hatred Is'.  I have a few friends that are dead or have been imprisoned from drug use and abuse, and I've experimented plenty myself.  I don't know that I've ever heard a more accurate portrayal of the life then the opening lyrics, even if I never did experience that first hand.

The band is first rate, led by 'Pretty' Purdie on the trap kit and continuing with Hubert Laws and Ron Carter.  I don't say it because I feel the voice detracts from anything, but I'd love to get a hold of the master multitrack tapes and make myself an instrumental version of the album.

Walter Wanderley Trio, The* - Cheganca
I first became familiar with Walter when I found a copy of 'Organ-ized' at the now defunct Thrift & Fish Co.  I bought the record that day because it was one of those that you find which looks so old, yet in such good condition that it must be a reissue or a fake.  Then you realize it isn't - and you have to have this relic, no matter the music found in it's grooves.  Luckily for me, Walter is an easy sell to most of the world's population.

To be honest, I never listened to 'Organ-ized' that much...I listened enough to know what it sounded like and to know that I liked it.  So when I found 'Cheganca' at Laurie's Planet of Sound, it was largely a 'consolation prize': the record you buy for yourself so you don't feel the trip was a waste, when you can't find anything else.  When there is nothing left, I am a completist and I can always work on someone else's discography.

I have acquired a number of other pieces of that discography since but none come close to 'Cheganca'.  Maybe that is just because it is so accessible.  The opening of the first song starts with a whistle and drum and just as you begin to wonder what it is all leading up to...BOOM.  The beat drops and the organs kick in and you will sway, you will dance and you will move.  The rhythm and the organ over it can only be described as 'bubbly', its a strange combination of something delicate that tickles something else, inside you, and makes you move...then multiplied by an alternate force that reckons with a oil derrick which rises, then SLAMS.  It makes you want to shut your eyes and try to get in step with this universal force; the human tuning fork.

Lalo Schifrin And Orchestra* - Bossa Nova New Brazilian Jazz 
1962 is a year prime for bossa nova breeding, especially on an 'exotic' release like this filled with straight ahead jazz and not the diluted pop version yet to come (I love that stuff too and own crates and crates of it).  I previously knew Lalo only as the man that scored the Bruce Lee epic and had no clue he was a jazz cat, or that he was Brazilian! 

But I should carry on no longer with my attempts to qualify this release musically (not that it does not have such a pedigree).  A record is as much the music it holds as the set and setting in which you attained it.  I had such a good time with a couple strangers at their garage sale...this was the only record from the garage - I found a few more lurking in their basement still on the bookshelf! This platter is a bit beat but I don't care and I doubt I'll find another anytime soon.  If I do it will probably be much more modestly priced then the 50 cents I paid anyway.

Ray Price - For The Good Times
You can all thank my mysterious girlfriend for this one.  You know, the one you see lurking the background of pics and of whom I reference in nearly every post.  Ray Price is the second artist she passed onto me from her grandmother, who exposed her also to Engelbert Humperdinck.  This is the album that started it all for her and I...I had already dubbed and begun to obsess over the album when I found my own (quadraphonic!) album at a record store downstate, in Bloomington IL.

Kris Kristopherson is a great songwriter and, many would add, a great singer.  I don't totally disagree but it is difficult for me to imagine the title track being performed with any more minimal arrangement then the one found her.  Truly one of the most sad and bittersweet sets of lyrics ever penned, I can't imagine the heartbreak it took to inspire them, or the maturity to turn it into something beautiful such as this.

Headstone Friends [Terre Haute IN]

My trip started in Robinson - when I struck out at two antique stores, then found that the local Goodwill was closed for their annual Christmas party, I hauled out of town.  Robinson is a rare stop on my journeys where I could not find a Marriott or Holiday Inn to stay in anywhere nearby (yes, I am a pretty loyal rewards member for either chain) so I had planned to drive all the way to Terre Haute (about an hour away) to stay the night.

I got into town and found that there were actually three Goodwill stores in about a 3 mile radius (two of them were on the same street, about 2 miles apart.  I stopped at the first and they did not have any records! I don't think I've ever seen this happen at a Goodwill, ever.  I was starting to feel like calling it a night, I was in need of foods and beer and my hotel room television set.  I even cruised right by the second Goodwill and then I decided I'd try to look for an actual record store to mess around in.

Headstone Friends is as peculiar at the name.  In a barren part of town, the building is small and has no windows.  It was really dark on the corner there, no streetlights on the sidestreet where I parked and for the 17,443rd time I asked myself "where the hell am I?" and wondered about this odd habit/hobby/obsession and the places it brings me.  Then I opened the door and went inside.

The only thing I can compare this place to is a small joint in my neighboorhood who also sells a combination of junk, records, posters and pipes for your marijuana.  Headstone Friends leans a bit more toward 'record store' than 'head shop' comparatively, but the selection is pretty grim.  They do have a network of bins set up which is nice but they clearly raided the local Goodwill that I could not find any vinyl in.  Johnny Mathis and Jack Jones records are just as bad if they are jammed into the square bin at the thrift store or carefully organized.  I can't think of a single thing I saw that was even moderately interesting and I went through every single record in the place.  Maybe I should have come to shop for a new bong and I'd have left more satisfied.

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Robinson Ride

I never seem to head to southern Illinois in my travels.  I have been to Robinson before but not since 2013.  I headed down and got my work done after lunch and by about 4:30pm, I was free.  I headed right back up the road to a thrift store I had spotted on the way in - it looked like a real dump! My kind of place.

Jed's was indeed a dump, dirty and disorganized.  I found the records way in the back end of the place.  I slid those huge boxes of tapes out of the way and got my torso all up inside the magazine rack and dug and dug.  Nothing but junk.

I poked around for just another minute or two, already content that I would find nothing.  But about 20' away there it was - even more records, this time jammed into a bookcase in a manner which renders them totally unnavigable.  I was in no mood to dig through that crap so I took a glance and headed out.

I was about half way into my truck when I took a closer look at the antique store adjacent to Jed's.  I decided to roll the dice.

I found a record rack about 20 seconds after entering.  The pile on the floor was 100% Christmas albums - smart marketing.  The records inside the shelf were an absurdly accurate who's who of smooth easy listening vocals of years past.

A closer look revealed the usual suspects.

Like many others, I left this short jaunt (maybe 15 minutes total, between both stores) without anything to show for it but the pictures, the story and the memory are often enough for me.  They had better be!

Orland Park Roundabout

In my continuing effort to take down all the Chicagoland St. Vincent thrift stores, we rose (relatively, for a Sunday) early to head south (after following the opposite heading on our last jaunt) to Orland Park for yet another excursion.

Records aside, this was one of the nicest record bins I've ever seen.  In many ways, someone had a lot of fun building this - there is some unnecessary flair added here and there and I have no problem with that! I've built some bins of my own and I respect the carpenter behind this one!

the two tiers of the bin were separated nicely and Eng watches always

I must admit minor criticism for using screws here to fasten trim but that aside, we have trim on top of trim here.  Nice thick coating of paint also - nice work!

The records inside the bin did not prove to be as desirable but they surely were interesting.  I do believe this is the first time I've seem someone turn a record into a Monopoly board.  It seemed strikingly accurate.


Having left empty handed, we trudged on to the nearby Goodwill in search of something more.  Indeed we were rewarded! Perhaps one of my all time Goodwill scores.

Bertie Higgins - Just Another Day In Paradise 
I scooped up the 7" a while back - no way I was going to pass on the LP in this condition (MINT!!)

Music From The Television Series "Miami Vice" 
I just got my brother a homemade gift for his birthday.  He has a special attachment to 'You Belong To The City' so I got him the picture sleeve 7", then framed the sleeve and vinyl, plus an uncut sleeve of jukebox strips - I wanted to keep it for myself! No need now - I have the whole LP.

Steve Perry - Street Talk
I never come across this and I might have passed on track A1.  But A4 - I always thought that was a Journey song; had to have it.

A venerable array of good records, left behind for the next digger (though one was empty)

Sherwood Antique Mall, Princeton IL

The day after Thanksgiving is always a good day to thrift.  I was out west - last time around I investigated some cool antique malls in Geneseo.  This time, we headed over to nearby Princeton and a spot I found on Google maps with little other info to give.

We were not disappointed.  As expected, a good portion of the vendors had records.  You had to double back sometimes, it might be just a small stack tucked somewhere, and amongst the other bric-a-brac sometimes they would just blend in.

Early on, I found what would be my biggest score: a Sweet Adelines album from 1955! It is pretty beat up but its more than playable and for $1 you learn to ignore some shortcomings on the packaging.  I saw some other possibilities throughout the day but nothing I took very seriously.  My girlfriend grabbed some vinyl and I got some Pyrex as well as a vintage Budweiser glass which I enjoyed drinking out of that very night.

the 7" in this blurry pic wasnt the track (its only a b-side) I hoped it was.  Oh well, I got the LP a while ago

barbershop around every corner...

Monday, November 23, 2015

The Record-ation of Independence (MO) + Two Year Anniversary

This is my third trip to the KC area.  The first was years ago but the second was just a couple months ago.  However during that trip my time and mobility were limited.  This time, I had a full solid evening to myself with a rental car.  I was working in Independance but I was staying out towards the airport for a swift trip in the morning.

When I was driving to the job site, I drove right past Thrift World.  I considered ducking in before I even went to work but decided that would be cheap - it should be a reward.  So as soon as I was done, I headed over.  I did a full roundabout of the entire shop before I found the records but there were some gems.

The Dave Mason album is surely not common thrift store fodder but it was someone's abandoned jazz platters that really caught my attention.  I have both - but this is high quality stuff you just don't see laying around for a buck.  Neither is valuable but someone sure had good taste in music! I have way too much Herbie Mann - more than I listen to - but this one I have spun a few times to good results.  I am positively a PMG freak and while their debut isn't my favorite you never come across this outside a record store.  I bought nothing but it is nice to flip through some good stuff for once.

Next up was Frugal's Thrift.  Just a couple miles away in a dark and almost desolate end of a strip mall.  It was getting later now so I called to make sure they were open and make sure they had records.  I got the green light on both questions so I headed over.

Somehow I forgot to take a picture of the rack but they had a substantial amount of records.  They were lodged in a big bookshelf with 12"x12" cubes, they were stored vertically but as the bins were so short laterally you had to kind of look around a corner.  I kept finding more and more Eng - even the albums you just don't see very often: In Time, UK reissue of the live album (which I just got recently) and My Love.  I have all of those but what I do not have is the UK import of the 'Sings For You' compilation - how this gem found it's way to Missouri I shall never know but it made it home with me safe and sounds and I am delighted!

At this point I had my prize and was content to call it a night.  I had at least a 30 minute drive to get back to my hotel and I was getting hungry.  I decided I could not hold out so I made a note to stop at a 7-11 if I saw one to grab some beer and a sandwich to munch on as I drove.  Not five minutes from Frugal's, I blew right by yet another thrift store! I was so torn trying to decide if I should stop or not...but I decided not to swerve into the lot and to just keep on going.  However, my 7-11 was not 1/4 mile beyond.  So I stopped there and as I ate a chicken salad sandwich in the car (stale bread on top, mushy bread on bottom) washed down with the other half of a bottle of water I had bought 7 hours before, I decided I had to go back.

Charity Thriftmart is a big place and once again I seemed to encounter the records last on my circuit through the shop.  I found a Goodwill style bin plus 4 long bins on the floor below - hundreds of records! And I knew I was off to a good start when laying right square on top were two 45s of great relevance to my interests: a picture sleeve for 'Evergreen' and a Deodato single.  I must admit to not remembering what the Deodato single was and as it was in a Columbia sleeve my OCD rejected any notion of it's purchase.  But allow me for a moment to extol Barbara's work on this song and film.

When I was a kid my mom used to play Barbara Streisand around the house - I hated it.  Zero interest.  I don't remember why I decided to seek out 'A Star Is Born' (the film, that is) a few years back but I loved it.  It is so maligned I think as every thrift store has a beat up copy - it must be a piece of junk, right? But the film is just excellent, I find myself when I watch it feeling sorry for Kris Kristofferson's character and even feeling bad for condescending to him when I remember that it's just a story.  He has the look and mannerisms of someone so beat down by life, so pathetic that he is just counting the day's until he can 'punch out', even trying to expedite things by self destruction.  Barbara on the other hand is at her prime and so attractive that I am stunned constantly by her.  I read somewhere that she only wears her own wardrobe in the film and her outfits are amazing.  And if you want to look past the story and the acting, you can focus on the music.  And it is excellent! I actually dubbed the version of 'Evergreen' from the film into an mp3 as it is performed 'live' for the film and is not a lip sync studio track.  So I do indeed have the LP soundtrack on vinyl which I purchased on eBay years before I used to root around in filthy thrift stores and I have listened to it many times.  I have never come across this picture sleeve, but then again I often ignore 7" records altogether.  Unfortunately, the A-side has a series of what may be intentional scratches rendering it largely unplayable but as my girlfriend noted last night, it will be much easier to find a replacement 45 then another intact copy of the sleeve.

But alas, the long paragraph penned above which drips of excitement at the release I found laying atop everything else is just the beginning! Because as I searched I found not one but two additional releases which I bought reflexively, without any hint of trepidation or analysis.  If you could look over my shoulder (silently, please) as I hunted in these places you'd hear the sound I make when I find a barbershop record.  I think it is something like a whispered 'whoa' but I am not sure as I can't control it.  That sound was audible in this corner of the world when I found my fourth Suntones album.  I am already disappointed with the eponymous medley on side B; I am so accustomed to the version I know and love that I can find no comparison, even from such a historically important quartet.  However, their rendition of the David Gates classic on track B2 makes up for it.  I often feel 'cheap' enjoying barbershop arrangements of pop songs as usually they are bereft of anything technical.  I do not require 7th chords and other tricks to entertain me but I question why I like the song: because I love the original? Or something else? Then I remind myself that four voices that well in tune with one another is quite an accomplishment in itself. The late great Gene Cokeroft does not struggle even one iota with the soaring falsettos Gates laid so carefully into his composition.

Then I found an excellent record in some excellent packaging.  Harry Chapin's second album comes in a die cut gatefold - the die cut goes all the way through the front half of the front flap and then contains a 'folio' with all the lyrics and some excellent glossy, color pics.  I did a small repair job with some scotch tape as the die cut had gotten its flap caught on another junk record in the bins during its travels - excited to report that the vinyl itself is pristine.

found a bunch of eng singles- had to check, but i already had them all

Tony's brother?

$2.15 for these three excellent records (even if one is damaged) is highway robbery.  But my wonderful cashier let me 'keep the change' and just gave me $3 back on a fin.  Insanity! Then she told me of an upcoming sale and stamped the back of the receipt with the date of said sale in case I forgot.  What service! A great way to close out my hunts for the night and my trifecta of KC area shops!

I made the first ever post on this blog exactly two years ago.  When I started, I saw a very finite life to things...I figured I'd hit every single record store in Chicago and maybe beyond, post about them all like a checklist and be done.  But then I got thrift store mania...started going to garage sales, started going out of state....time flies and I am far from done - it never ends.  Stay tuned for much, much more!

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

St. Vincent, Libertyville

I've been to a bunch of St. Vincent thrift stores, in a bunch of different states. And it is really difficult to find a straightforward list of stores, because it seems that someone can open a thrift store as sort of a franchisee.  

If you check the national St. Vincent website, you will find a searchable page that gives you some results. It shows 11 stores in Illinois but I have trouble believing that this is complete as there is nothing south of Joilet.

If you check the St. Vincent Chicago website, they will claim there are only three stores: I have now been to two of them (one chronicled below).

If you check the St. Vincent Joilet website, you get a lot of overlap with the national website, but some stores are missing and others are strangely included (Addison seems to be a ways from Joilet!)

In the interest of first trying to attack the 'big 3' on the Chicago website, we drove way up north to Libertyville.  We tried to do this last weekend but got sidetracked, hit some other stores and just went home. 

Now that looks like one awfully sad bunch of records, especially given the long distance to drive for it.  Would you believe that I found some stuff? I did! I found another Eddie B. record which I am delighted about, for starters. But then I found a couple really odd 10" records.  One was clearly hiphop, the other was a total mystery.  I jumped on my phone and saw that it took was indeed abstract hiphop.  Then I saw its value and how many people had it on their want list: that record was for sale on discogs before I even paid the $1 for it.  I even gave it a listen - I understand the idea of just running with hip hop as an art medium but employing truly 0% of its aesthetic and just rhyming about nonsense doesnt appeal to me.  But hopefully I can sell it for a 1500% profit!

We stopped at Goodwill Mundelein on the way back which is still messing with my brain as I am certain they moved the record bin - I visited here almost exactly a year ago.  Just a bunch of junk but jockeying for position with someone in the bin was a situation I have not encountered (in a Goodwill, at least) for so long I don't even remember.  And I am referring to the man in the purple shirt, not the little girl in the red pants.  She grabbed a couple hot vinyls and went for the register before I had a chance at her scores.  Damn!