I love a surprise that has a surprise inside. Recently I was out of town, and generally this means my wife gets to go shopping and I'm dragged along to carry the bags and pay for stuff. As it happens there was a little hole in the wall used record store that seemed to have a lot of grossly overpriced product, but the owner was a quirky character and we got to chatting. The filing system made sense to him, but was otherwise indecipherable to the rest of us. We got onto the subject of power pop and I mentioned a few albums I was looking for. His eyes would light up, as I made my inquiries. "Ooh, I have that one ... but not here." Or "Yeah that's a good one, it's upstairs but I can't get it right now. Are you from out of town? Oh, that's too bad." All the while he was rooting around and pulling out albums I wasn't asking about, and piling them in front of me. Among them was this album by Red Rockers. It looked pretty interesting based on the cov...
A place where I just blather on about shit that I either miss, or am excited about. Or I could just be deliberately trying to waste your time. I generally really don't know what I'm talking about. Sometimes I do. Sometimes this is like a stream of consciousness brain dump. I like to think of it as a reaction video, without the video ... mostly though it's just me rambling ... it's meanderambling. #oldenoughtoforget