20 July 2017
The Explosive Little Richard
Mountainside drinks and lunch out of the way, as Sonja and I paid for everything, and we made chit-chat with our winsome server, I said, "Too bad there is not a little record store tucked into a corner of this fucking village."
"There is a board shop you passed near the parking lot that has a corner dedicated to vinyl," our server corrected me.
We were soon there.
Much of what was on offer was as overpriced as fucking near everything else in the so-called village. Bought a 1987 Third World album not in my collection anyway and 1967's "The Explosive" Little Richard which turned out, upon closer inspection, to be a lovely hard to find mono copy worth maybe $200. Not bad for about half an hour's worth of some of the motherfucking best rhythm and blues ever recorded by a man much copied but never equaled.