Finding good records for cheap makes my pituitary gland squirt out endorphins. I don't have any "scientific proof" or "medical evidence" of this, but I'm pretty sure it happens.
I've walked around the East Village a lot, but somehow I'd never come across Big City Records on 12th St. until just recently. It's almost all vinyl, including lots of 45s, and focusing on soul, r&b, hip-hop, jazz, funk, disco, and reggae. Lots of good stuff at non-ridiculous prices.
I was impressed by the regular alphabetized bins, but the real fun started when I noticed the un-alphabetized bargain bins down at floor level. There were a lot of water-damaged covers and even some warped records, but there were also lots of real gems, even some semi-rarities, for 2, 3, and 4 bucks. As a record geek, this is the kind of s**t I live for.
I'll probably do a follow-up post on some of the stuff I found after I've had a chance to listen to it. I also came across a great cheap CD stoop sale recently, so I'm really on a hot streak. What I need now is a better record player...
Friday, September 4, 2009
Bargain Bin Finds Linked To Endorphin Production In 30-Something Males
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compulsive acquisition,
music
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Checkout insound. They sell record players that have a USB connector so you can rip your LPs and 45s to you computer.
I've looked at those. I can actually hook up my current record player to my laptop (not with a USB, though). Just need to dedicate some time to doing the ripping.
My record player now is a portable, which is great, but it only has a tiny speaker and is a couple steps up from a Fisher-Price. At some point, I'd like to get something that sounds a little bit better.
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