Being as I am a tight-fisted music obsessive, as well as a seeker of curiosities, a charity shop vinyl trawl is my idea of a grand way to spend an afternoon. Through much squatting and hunching, a hoard of the bland and bizarre is made to yield its gems – the intriguing, the ridiculous, the unexpected, and even the odd surefire winner. Part of the fun is that you never know what you're going to find.
But
that's not quite true...there are some records which I come across
over and over again, which I always pass by with scorn. “You
again!”, I think, “I'll never buy you,
even if you do only cost 50p.” With
my lack of interest there is mingled distain and the lurking
knowledge that everything in the shop has been rejected by the
original owner. And also, lately, I feel a little pity. So to this article,
in which I will lend a few of these regulars my ears and best
attempts at an open mind.
