April 3, 2008
Electric Latin Love Machine
So I was sifting through ye old record collection and found a few doosies, not the least of which was this:

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So I was sifting through ye old record collection and found a few doosies, not the least of which was this:

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Did the persuasive electronics work in your favor, Andrew?
not yet.
A Latin-flavored Dick Hayman disc?!? Andrew! That is out there! Did you inherit it from your parents? Or did you buy it yourself? If the latter, for cheap at a thrift shop? — or for a fistful of dollars from some geek who pushed it as an essential piece of the Hayman oeuvre?
I actually procured my entire collection from a guy who had wanted to get rid of his father’s old collection for free! He had a warehouse in a very sketchy neighborhood in Trenton and I heard about it through my mother who was working some real estate deal for him.
Most of the collection are nearly flawless jazz 78s. Now all I need are some speakers…
Free is purt near irresisitible, though back in my days as a girl record geek, I was always more susceptible to almost free offers — twenty-five or fifty cents for a bongo LP from a Goodwill bin, say, or a ***bonus*** Jack LaLanne calisthenics instructional LP thrown in at no extra cost along with half a dozen no-name promos that some DJ had unloaded on a dealer and which I bought for $3.25 each.
No-name promos. That’s not fair. Sometimes I paid $3.25 for promos by established acts . . . then let them slip away. Why, what I wouldn’t give to possess once again Shakin’ Steet’s eponymous 1980 follow-up to their 1978 Vampire Rock debut!
The problem is there are so many and i haven’t had a place to put them. What I really need is an apartment where I can establish a “record room.” Dragging them from state to state has been a little aggravating too.
still, I under stand the irresistibility and the love for the obscure.
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