Hmm. A whole new Blogspot since I last updated Needledropper. I have no idea how to use this, but hey, I never did in the first place.

When was the last time I updated? Nearly three years ago. My last post was about a dream I had involving a Gary Numan concert.  I've since seen him perform, and am happy to report it was a pretty decent show.

Well, anyway, it's time to return to this project because now, life changes being what they are, I am going through every record in my collection and deciding whether or not to keep it. I've moved for the third time since 2001, and frankly, lugging around 1000+ pounds of records is a bit of a drag.

                                         This is just the tip of the iceberg.

If you're interested in checking out any of the records I'm getting rid of, check my eBay sales/auctions.

http://bit.ly/TkL767

If you look within a week or so of my post and it's not there, and you want it, just contact me and we can work something out, if it hasn't been sold. Maybe I'll eventually get around to recording individual tracks and posting them here as examples, but that seems awfully ambitious. To be honest, I'd be surprised if this blog doesn't peter out after two more posts.

Unless I have a lot to say about a particular record, I'm going to keep the writings fairly short, otherwise I'll never get rid of a single record.

Tonight, I went through three records:

                    Santana-Santana (Columbia, 1969)

Some good guitar virtuosity here, but in it's about three congas short of great Latin jazz and three caps short of great psychedelia. Gone.

                     Bruce Springsteen-Nebraska (Columbia, 1982)


I never bought into the idea of Bruce Springsteen as a populist. Even when I was 10, I was suspicious of him. Nebraska just sounds kind of mopey. Admittedly, I am unduly influenced by having just listened to Tunnel Of Love a few days ago and decided it was corny as hell. Gone.

                         v/a-Lonely Is An Eyesore (4AD, 1987)

Sad, and maybe even hypocritical, that I can tidily dismiss Nebraska as "mopey," yet enjoy this compilation of 4AD artists of the 80s. At that time, 4AD pretty much set the bar for mopeyness. I can't get rid of it because it played a substantial part of my youth, and also because it has a pretty decent 80s dance track from Colourbox, members of which comprised part of M/A/R/R/S. Keep







Here's that track:

 

 See ya in three years!