From Time Out London, via the EIL.com blog.
Which one are you?
I am Jeff.
http://www.timeout.com/london/blog/top-five-london-record-collectors-091616
Top five record collector types
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Are we not all Jeff?
I’m afraid you’re right.
We are Devo.
We Are £50 Guy And We Are Legion
Speak for yourself. Nothing-over-a-pound granddad.
Surely they pay you more than that to take them away
I’m saving them for the nation. Besides, when the kids discover Father Francis and Don Estelle I will be sitting on a goldmine. That signed Max Bygraves LP is my pension guaranteed.
I’m a £50 Bloke – just don’t tell the wife (“couple of quid each from the charity shop, honest!”)
Re: “couple of quid each from the charity shop, honest!”
Yes, I’ve tried that one a few times, but when the Grateful Dead’s 14CD “May ’77” box turned up in the post, Mrs duco was a little sceptical.
I’m a hybrid of Jeff and The Dad, except my records aren’t in the loft and my turntable works. I also get very upset if a coffee cup (or anything) is placed on the smoked glass (perspex) lid
I am a hybrid as well but without any kit.
I have both vinly and CDs in the loft and no Hi-Fi to play them on apart from my top end car system which is my listening domain apart from Spotify (no, I do not have a turntable in my car!).
I thought we were all No 5. Nah not really, definitely Geoffs or the female equivalent.
I am no. 6: The Cheapskate. Loves nothing better than scrabbling under folding tables and through musty boxes for that elusive Geoff Love Space Themes LP for under a quid.
Also incorporating no.7: Jammy Sod, i.e. the sort of person who got Tin Machine on vinyl for 3 quid today.
Tin Machine: Time for a re evaluation?
Or in this case (since I’ve never heard it): Time for an evaluation?
Or, since it normally goes for at least a tenner: Time for a re-valuation? 🙂
Time for bed, I think.
I’d be interested to know what you think of it. I haven’t heard it since it came out. There was a lot of fuss about it at the time but I was a bit underwhelmed IIRC.
First impression: very good! Angular rock, tunes, riffs, plus the lead singer is pretty decent too 🙂 And a nice cover of Working Class Hero.
Would never have bothered with it if it weren’t so cheap. Really pleased I did.
It’s on Spotify. I’ll give it another go. After all, I might like it after 27 years
Absolutely. Great debut album!
As of this morning it is elusive no more…
Mini boldly goes into record boxes where no-one has gone before.
It was pelting down with rain and all! Worth it though; I also got Mari Wilson’s elpee for a quid, plus something brilliant for this year’s car boot Christmas giveaway.
And to think! I spent my Sunday morning in bed with a naked, big-breasted woman.
How stupid do I feel??
Well, indeed.
The options there are far too limited.
How about Sid.
Sid spent an absolute fortune on HiFi gear, vinyl albums, 7″ & 12″ singles, cassettes and CDs all through the ’70s and ’80s, lost interest bigtime in the later ’90s but then discovered there was a lot more to music than just Rock’n’Roll.
He has now amassed such a huge collection of lossless digital music that he’s no longer sure what he has and hasn’t got. It would take him about 20 years to listen to all the stuff he’s got but has never played and he’s well into his 60s now and not in the best of physical shape. This worries him a bit.
His missus, Pat, doesn’t really get why he’s so mad on music, but at least it’s not porn and she appreciates the fact that the bulk of his physical collection and the old HiFi are now stowed away either in the loft or the garage and he listens mostly on headphones these days. He still buys the occasional CD, but he digitises them and only ever plays the discs in his car.
“…at least it’s not porn”. 😀
What about those cheapo “Top Of The Pops” LPs? Filth.
Tend to agree that the list offered is too limited.
What about the guy who just needs to explore, explore, explore, hoovering up genres willy nilly, with no pattern beyond being time expired to the time capsule of said genres, amassing CDs, always CDs these days, bought, begged, borrowed, stolen, cassettes long binned, vinyl a heritage memorial unplayed in years, yet trophies, on shelves and shelves and shelves. Boxes fill the car, awaiting their allotted listen, sometimes a solitary listen, sometimes just a few bars or each track, next, next, next, next. If muster passed, filed, catalogued, ripped, shelved. More shelves. Bin full of rejects. I-pods exhausted and insufficient, additional memory remotes dotted about the room, terrabyte on terrabyte, backing up against the certainty that when random is playing no-one will know the song. Especially him.
I’m told there are people like that.
Yep, this is much closer to me than any of the others!
I felt like you were lying on a couch and I should have had a pad taking notes
I am Spartacus.
I’m definitely not Jeff.
Even though I am Jeff.
Obvs.
Or there is Henry,
Henry collected heaps of records in his student years -rock, blues, jazz, folk then ventured into the reggae, African, world stuff as travels exposed him to more styles.
After settling down he adopted the new CDs but still returned to the black stuff. A primary consideration of each residence is the prospective sound of each room and the necessity of the record collection being located to ensure it is never neglected due to inconvenience.
As money gets tighter he turns to streaming but in a half-hearted way, usually reverts to the hard stuff. He swears that buying records and CDs is over for him but every now and then he hits the red wine and splurges on Amazon .He has been known to have 2 or 3 of the same recording delivered in the one box.
2 or 3 of the same recording delivered in one box. That’s a perfect description of Bowie’s Who Can I Be Now?!
rule number one check the cart.
On a few recent occasions that I’ve attempted to order CDs that I’ve already bought from them, Amazon have warned me I already have them. Maybe that only applies to ones that come with an AutoRip download, though.
Seems i’m John, aka DJ Tunemeister. Pretty spot on.
Just swap the Tottenham warehouse for sweaty dive bars in Cape Town.
Actually been getting more & more bookings these last few months, so really having a blast.
I am Brian
and so is my wife
I? I`m mad.
I’ve never lived in London, so I’m disqualified. I am, however, bewildered by the notion of someone smoking a joint while listening to Northern Soul. Obviously, the person writing this has absolutely no idea what they are on about. Either that or Londoners are really weird.