That ain't a vulture, that's a fucking pigeon…
Any regular visitor to this blog will have realised by now that I like my vinyl records. My fella knows this only too well and gave me these metal beauties. The Cure album I bought from eBay which incidentally turned up on the same day.
It’s been a good week for vinyl buying. On Thursday I treat my boyfriend to a trip to Leeds to go to the Sleep gig (he had no idea where we were going. It was EPIC!). Whilst there I bought the re-release of their Dopesmoker album (it’s one of 1000 by all accounts). On Saturday we went to Beatdown Records in Newcastle where I bought the rest. I love the Unkle remix of that Grinderman song so I *had* to buy that, I’ve heard good things about the new High On Fire album and had heard a bit of the Last Step album online and I quite like Venetian Snares so I bought that as well. I fucking love records.
According to Twitter, today is record store day so since it’s been a while I popped into Hotrats on my way home. Hotrats to me, is Sunderland’s best (and I think, only) indie record store and is an absolute treasure trove for second hand music and memorabilia. It’s owned by Marty who used to be in the Toy Dolls (He’s lovely). What else is lovely is that I ended up with a pretty good haul too, which is always nice.
This is purely because I finally managed to pick up the relatively rare 1997 edition of the Godspeed You! Black Emperor album F♯a♯∞ and it arrived Friday just gone. It comes with the train crushed penny etc. I’m pretty chuffed that this is now in my possession, as is Lemmy by the looks of it.
