The sun shines on the thrifts sometimes

It’s official. Even your mom knows that Vinyl Is Back. You can’t walk into a Wal-Mart (you shouldn’t anyway, but sometimes it happens) without tripping over a brand-new portable Crosley record player with OneDirection or The Ramones (y’know, for the punks) pasted all over it.

What’s that mean for the crate-diggers of the world? In short, it means that even your local Goodwill is hip to the hot platters out there and it gets to be even harder to score what you’re looking for without having to log into the GW Discogs profile. How do you adapt?

You go for the far-out sounds and find the grooves they haven’t figured out about yet. Take, for example, this funky little number pulled from an otherwise unassuming stack of Hawai’ian music out in Burnsville.

You know how you run across those KDWB Rocks compliations all the time? Well, just about every large radio station had those kind of “send us your song and we’ll give you big local exposure” records in the 70s and 80s. Hawaii had their own run of these with the Home Grown series. I was hip to this Nohelani Cipriano tune from the guys over at http://alohagotsoul.com/, but never in a million years assumed I’d run across this record in the wilds of the Midwest.

Of course, if it had been the Beatles or Isaac Hayes, it would’ve been behind the counter and marked much higher for Serious Collectors.

Personally, I’ve grown to accumulate a large amount of knowledge (and compile an ever-growing Want List) from listening to KFAI over the years and attending the Vinyl Voices events. It’s a blessing and curse, really. The hunt for new sounds means you’ll never be truly satisfied, but you’ll never be bored.

– Mason

Vinyl Voices/BELOWtheWASTE

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Pops, clicks and other signifiers of warmth

Hello, friends.

It’s been suggested that the collective Vinyl Voicers could benefit from a public space to really nerd out. I mean, we already do that several times a week at our events, but we don’t get to properly wax poetic about records… we’re too busy playin’ ’em.

But where do we start? How about we get our DJs to reflect on the first record they can remember owning and truly loving? That’ll be a good way to show some ages around here and slip a little background info in on the sly. Who’s first?