So my mom gave me a little birthday money, and I went and spent it at the Antique Depot. Of course, I was on the search for records. I was in the place for two hours. o_O On one hand, I did re-look at everything else in the place in addition to the records because the last time I was here, I had Brandon with me, and he’s too impatient to shop with. On the other hand, here’s where most of the records live:
(Image nabbed from their facebook page, LOL)
So not only are there a ton of records to look through, but the ones that are stacked vertically on the ones standing upright make it even harder to browse.
I couldn’t look at everything, but I didn’t really expect to. I came away with these:
Three Beach Boys and one Elvis Costello that I was genuinely shocked to find here. 😛
The copy of Party has a really warped jacket. The record is fine, but the jacket is kinda rough. But it just so happens that I already have an empty Party sleeve that came from my parents’ house, so it all works out.
As far as Today goes…I really like Today and I have a duophonic copy of my dad’s. So I found this nice mono copy that still has the shrinkwrap on it and decided to go for it. Will I be able to hear a difference between the mono and duophonic? I dunno. I have an inner ear issue that sometimes messes with my hearing on the left side as well as hereditary hearing loss that I’m sure will eventually strike me down (it’s already started). So meh.
I should mention that my dad let me take his records with the condition that I return the “good” ones when I’m done with them. But you have to understand that my dad disassembled his stereo 15 years ago and his records (several hundred between both of my parents) have been sitting in several four-foot-tall vertical stacks in the spare bedroom for over a decade now. One of the stacks is LEANING AGAINST A HEATING VENT. They are covered in dust, and my dad has started stacking other crap on top of them. But he’s convinced himself that the records are worth a fortune. Spoiler alert: the vast majority of them aren’t.
Part of the trouble is that he didn’t define what he considered the “good” records, but I’m assuming he meant the Beatles stuff. I’ve already given back half of his Beatles records because I find them to be pretty bland (I know, I know). I am slowly working my way through the McCartney/Wings stuff (two boring songs for every great one), and I have yet to start the Dylan records.
On the subject of double-dipping on Beach Boys records, here is my dad’s copy of Pet Sounds. Of all of the “good” records I took, this is the only one that realistically worth what my dad thinks it is.
The thing is, though, that the jacket is in horrendous condition. It’s held together on three sides with tape (I think my dad did this–he should know better). It’s got a name written on it, and there’s a holepunch on the upper right. It’s not super visible on the front, but you can clearly see it from the back:
But the thing that has always struck me about this album cover is that the previous owner doodled on everyone’s faces. I mean, look at this:
Brian is crying angsty black tears, and Mike is the Hamburglar. I love it.
We never had a stereo set up through most of my childhood, but the records were all kept on shelves in the living room. I would occasionally thumb through them to look at the interesting covers. So I never had the chance to this thing as a kid, but the cover has been firmly burned into my memory. The weird title, the strange cover photo, the drawing on the faces. When my dad gave me the okay to take some records, this was the first one I sought out.
The other problem with this record is that, while the disc looks good and plays without issue, it sounds…muddy? Staticky? Noisy? I dunno. Anyway, I did a little reading online and discovered that this is a common issue with the original version of this album.
I followed the advice of the Internet and nabbed a copy of the album that comes in the two-set with the Carl and the Passions album. This is supposed to be the best-sounding version of the album that doesn’t cost a fortune. I paid a small fraction of what the original issue goes for, and it was well worth it. It sounds completely different. It feels lighter and brighter, and all sorts of little musical elements that were hidden before just pop out now. I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that it sounds better than the CD version Brandon got me for my birthday. That CD, by the way, has spent half of its time here living in Brandon’s car because he keeps borrowing it. 😛 Here’s a family picture:
I own Pet Sounds three times over. I feel like such a cliche. 😛
Another fun thing that happened today: I stopped at Goodwill after leaving the Antique Depot, and ran into my parents. 😛 My dad is now a full-time eBayer and makes a killing selling clothes from Goodwill online. My mom assists and for her efforts, my dad buys her whatever junk she finds in the store. They were there when I got there, and they were inspecting their selections when I left. My parents were big-time into antiquing and such before they had kids, so now they’ve kinda come full-circle.
Anyway, I’ve written all this in an effort to keep my mind off of the fact that I have an appointment with an oral surgeon in the morning. I may or may not have to have a biopsy of some weird patches in my mouth. I am kind of looking forward to this because I’ve been waiting weeks to get this checked out, but ugh. It’s probably nothing, but ugh. I am so tired of scary medical shit. Granted, I haven’t been through half of what other people have to endure, but the mental toll is really shitty. Just ugh.
Oh, I almost forgot the best part of the Antique Depot records: the booths there are all owned by different people, and the items there all come with pricetags bearing the owner’s initials: