Fortunately only one was seriously injured. The record’s last owner or another along the line had dropped the arm and the stylus skidding across three tracks.
This one sounded like The Grand Canyon had opened across “Blackbird.”Įxamining the record in the kind of good light you never have in a used record store, which is why you should never shop without a flashlight (a dated suggestion now that everyone’s carrying one in his or her smartphone), made obvious what had happened. Same with vinyl.īut if Morris sitting behind me taps his cane to the music, it’s very distracting as are rhythmic “clicks” produced by radial scratches. How can you stand it?” Of course they can because the music is so compelling it’s easy to ignore the EMTs and their stretchers.
They are coughing, sneezing, spitting up mucous and occasionally keeling over. Like I tell people who say they can’t stand them on classical music “Then you’ve never been to a live concert. We can all put up with a few pops and clicks on a record. Then came “Blackbird” and rhythmic, once per revolution “POP” “POP” “POP”. “Martha My Dear” sounded “minty” starting side two, but there were a few clicks on “So Tired”. I was sure I could always sell it and get my money back or more.
The first side played through “minty” though it was immediately clear that though this version sounded good, the original UK pressing was sonically better. The laminated “top loader” jacket was mint, all of the head shots the poster and the black sleeves were inside looking as if none of it had been touched and the records appeared as minty as advertised. About a dozen years ago at a used record store in San Francisco I bought a “mint” original German pressing of The Beatles (“The White Album”).
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