Not Even a Mouse...

 

Yeah. Christmas eve and shit.

I worked Thanksgiving, so I have tonight off.

Lucky me.

It just means I'll wake up in the morning and there won't be anything open.

Blue Things (1966)

So a number of years back I sold off a bunch of Lps at a weekend flea market thing set up in the back parking lot of Grumpy's Bar and Grill when one still existed on Washington ave. It was great fun. I split a table with a good friend who had lots of stock left over from his defunct record store which missed the resurgence in vinyl by just a few years.

I chose things I knew were worth a bit of scratch but didn't have any particular attachment to having a physical dust collector for or which was big enough a thing that there were always reissues of reissues to be had and if someone wanted to blow a few hundred bucks on a copy I've had forever and bought for twenty bucks, I'd be Ok with that.

So I sold off a bunch of things. But not everything. The boxes with those records kind of sat in my closet untouched for a few years. Then we moved and I've been going back through them to see what's left and if I still want to keep it.

This is one of those records.

The Blue Things eponymous Lp from 1966. A really nice stereo copy that I think I picked up for like ten bucks in the latter half of the 80s. Pretty prime Folk Rock of the period which I really didn't bond with back in the day. But there were a few tracks I liked enough that I kept it around.

So I pulled it out of the box for reconsideration and digitized it and it's reclaimed a place in the regular collection once again and order is restored to the universe once more.

There's still quite a few in there too. Who knows what will come up next time I delve...