I have a friend who cannot bear to part with anything even though he admits he has some awful records which he'll never listen to again. They've become part of him. To me, they're just record tokens waiting to be spent. What do you think?
Also, what were the last five records you sold/traded and why?
― Dr. C, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dave q, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― JM, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― dleone, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Alasdair was very glad to now "own" some Dexy's albums but not to happy about B&S and Arling and Cameron. I'm not very happy about the drum & bass records sitting along side my soundtrack to Disney's "Cinderella".
― marianna, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
But yeah Dr.C I know what you mean about that irrational feeling: once the choice has been made they feel dirty, meaningless.
― Omar, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Sean, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
My wife and I did the big fuse several months before we got married. Somehow, it wound up feeling more symbolic of the commitment than the actual ceremony. "There's no turning back now, is there?" All those dupes turned into a new couch.
― Andy, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
And then I needed money, so I rounded up old promo copies and crap buys:
The Orange Peels' So Far (only one even halfway-decent track, which is pretty sad when you're already imitating 60s pop) Stereolab's Cobra... (the Stereolab record I'd only have listened to if I for some reason lost every other Stereolab record I own, plus a couple Flowchart discs in the bargain) The Apples in Stereo's Discovery... ("It's not me; it's you") Idlewilde's Hope is Important (promo, which I actually didn't listen to before selling it, because I was afraid it might be good and I needed the money), and Sonic Youth's NYC Ghosts and Flowers: Scanning through the racks, I'd forgotten not only that I owned this but that Sonic Youth had released it at all. Remembering didn't make my life any better, so. . .
I very rarely sell things, though. It bothers me to have owned a record and know all about it but then not have it there as evidence -- if I, say, find myself thinking or talking about Cub's version of "Cast a Shadow," I need to be able to go grab the record and put it on.
― Nitsuh, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― g, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― M. Matos, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― james, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
― Maria, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)
Like Dr. C, I have rules. Very rarely do I sell vinyl. It's just not worth the money. And I never sell a CD for less than $3. Anything less than that isn't really going to help me buy something new, so I might as well keep it around, if only for reference purposes. The last five I sold:
Buffalo Daugher - New Rock. "Great Five Lakes" is good, the rest is boring. Spun was paying $5, which is 1/2 a used CD, which CD will probably have at least two good songs (it's all math, you see.)
Built To Spill - Perfect From Now On. Spun was paying $6.50 for this one, almost a straight trade for something else that I'll probably listen to more. OK but not quite my thing (and not as good as There's Nothing Wrong With Love.)
Grandaddy - The Sophtware Slump. I liked this a lot at first, but didn't touch it for more than a year. And it didn't seem like I would again.
Stooges - Funhouse. I just don't think it's that interesting! And it had a good sell price.
Miles Davis - 58 Sessions. I have like 15 records by him, and I rarely listen to this one.
― Mark, Thursday, 8 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)