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behemoth - 01 February 2011 03:06 AM
Rockadelic - 31 January 2011 10:53 PM

???I can???t, those two English guys you sent over here bought them all???

that is pretty messed up.

Nah….I pretty much chalked it up to them being more knowledgable and ahead of me in the game…..I take this type of experience as part of my education…...lesson learned and respect to those folks who can come into my backyard and scoop stuff up…...there’s enough vinyl out there for everyone who wants to put in the time..

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Large Amwangiyo


Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 12:24 PM

there’s enough vinyl out there for everyone who wants to put in the time..

Any Florida people ever visit Jim Kidd in remote Indiantown?
Any trip there makes for a good digging story.

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DCarfagna - 01 February 2011 02:38 PM
Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 12:24 PM

there’s enough vinyl out there for everyone who wants to put in the time..

Any Florida people ever visit Jim Kidd in remote Indiantown?
Any trip there makes for a good digging story.

Here’s one for you DC….

In ‘09 my brother and I were taking a 8 day roadtrip through Oklahoma, Kansas, Iowa, Missouri and Arkansas. We planned ahead trying to line up as many leads as we could and Dante gave us a tip about a guy in Northwest Arkansas named Orlis. I had also found a Craigslist ad for the same town posted by a guy named Wayne. I called the Orlis dude and set up a tentative day/time to meet and I took the Craigslist ad along with me to call once we were on the road.

The trip overall was hit and miss…...ranging from walking out of a store in Marshalltown, Iowa empty handed to finding a sealed Gloria Ann Taylor in a box of C&W records at a roadside Flea Market in Missouri. The last day of the trip we were to hit Arkansas so I called Orlis to confirm our time and then I dialed the phone number for Wayne from the Craigslist ad. When the other end answered it was very obvious that I was talking to this Orlis dude again and I immediately thought I had dialed his number by mistake. I felt kinda foolish and realize that Wayne and Orlis had the same phone number and were indeed the same person. Orlis laughed and said he goes by two names and he would explain when we got there.

We arrived at Orlis’s house and we were greeted by this very friendly but rough looking character who invited us in. As we walked past some vintage pinball machines and a bevy of cats he directed us to sit down and watch a video. He was watching the Band’s “Last Waltz” and immediately began quizzing us on the band and it’s members…..he told us it was a test to see if we could look through his records. When I identified Levon Helm he went into endless tales of drinking and fighting with this fellow Arkie. He also showed us posters of a band he was in during the 60’s out in San Francisco and told some tales about that as well. Once we had passed the test he let us look through his 2 rooms of records and we pulled out 5-10 decent things(Lesson: Sloppy seconds after DC are truly sloppy) and we negotiated a price for them which took some work.

Before we left I had to ask about the Wayne/Orlis story and here’s what he told us….......

There were two big companies in his hometown, Wal-Mart and Tyson Chicken. Still being an active musician he played many company functions for both of these corporations. Wal-Mart was very stuffy and conservative and when working for them he went by Wayne, his “straight laced” personality. But when working for Tyson he could just be Good ‘Ol Orlis. He told tales of being at parties where Bill Clinton, Willie Nelson and Mr. Tyson sat at a table with a big pile of cocaine in the middle of it…..and how Tyson had free reign to run drugs or do whatever else he wanted to….kind of a “HIllbilly Diplomatic Immunity”.  We had to get going or else Orlis would have told stories long into the night….and in the 2-3 hours we were there he must have smoked 2 packs of cigarettes…...quite a character.

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El Barrio


Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 12:24 PM
behemoth - 01 February 2011 03:06 AM
Rockadelic - 31 January 2011 10:53 PM

???I can???t, those two English guys you sent over here bought them all???

that is pretty messed up.

Nah….I pretty much chalked it up to them being more knowledgable and ahead of me in the game…..I take this type of experience as part of my education…...lesson learned and respect to those folks who can come into my backyard and scoop stuff up…...there’s enough vinyl out there for everyone who wants to put in the time..

that is true. but them using your name was a little messed up. i mean you were allowed in there by the skin of your teeth. if your former co worker didn’t let them in and then you went back it might of messed things up for you that you supposedly told them you know? whatever its just kind of eh

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behemoth - 01 February 2011 04:42 PM
Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 12:24 PM
behemoth - 01 February 2011 03:06 AM
Rockadelic - 31 January 2011 10:53 PM

???I can???t, those two English guys you sent over here bought them all???

that is pretty messed up.

Nah….I pretty much chalked it up to them being more knowledgable and ahead of me in the game…..I take this type of experience as part of my education…...lesson learned and respect to those folks who can come into my backyard and scoop stuff up…...there’s enough vinyl out there for everyone who wants to put in the time..

that is true. but them using your name was a little messed up. i mean you were allowed in there by the skin of your teeth. if your former co worker didn’t let them in and then you went back it might of messed things up for you that you supposedly told them you know? whatever its just kind of eh

I hear ya…..

Lesson = Americans are suckers for an accent.

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not a story of a nice haul or anything…just the strangest transaction for records I have ever had.

Nrich and I made a house call in White Settlement (suburb of Fort Worth).  We get there and have some difficutly getting someone to answer the door.  As we wait, we notice a ton of cameras around the property.  Finally the dude answers the door…a quite large, older gentleman.  We go in the house and there are TV monitors all over the place…all of those surveillance cameras.  Guy is definitely a shut in and a paranoid one at that.  We start going through the records, nothing great, but I do find a couple and I think Nrich found a couple.  We really didnt want to leave without getting anything due to the strange nature of this dude (and I always want to have a memento of this strange encounter).  So we tell him we want these particular records, so he considers it and then we ask what he wants for them. “Bread”. Of course, how much money do you want for them? No, he wants bread…a couple loafs…wonder bread.  So we agree, and run to the Tom Thumb and buy the bread…take it back to him and get the records and go home.

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F it.
I’ll contribute one story, Roc you choose:

1) Andean Mountain Priest
2) Mexico City Womans Prison
3) Sacrifice Your Manhood
4) New Dehli Mattress Factory
5) Dig & Fap
6) Murder in the street
7) Escape from The Schoolhouse

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New York City


So i responded to an add about 600 records for sale.  The guy selling the records said they were in excellent condition and that they were mostly mid 70’s - early 80’s soul/disco type stuff.  He was asking 2 bucks a record or 1 dollar each if 50 or more were bought.  I said cool and went over to check them out.  I figured most would be crap but i was hoping to find a few things i could use….

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Driving in TX on some Government lease property in the middle of nowhere.

We see a sign that says “Lemonade & REAL Beef Jerky” on this little shack no cars in site. We are about 50+ miles from the nearest ANYTHING. It’s August in TX 100+ outside so we stop and Mark (RIP) gets out and goes in for “Lemonade & Jerky”. I stay in the car with the A/C, well ten minutes go by and he ain’t coming out. Then this pickup pulls up and these 2 Redneck hunters get out and go in. Another 5 minutes pass and I am starting to think something is wrong (TX Chainsaw sh*t). The 2 Rednecks come out and there looking at me weird and they get in the truck and leave. Well I get out and start in. Just as I get to the door he comes out the 50+ LP’s in his hands. The place was filled with Lp’s Crazy Rares. Industrial


Lemonade, REAL Beef Jerky & RECORDS!! Hell my kind of store.

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B-More, Murda-land


About 16 yrs ago my diggin/music partners at the time, DJ Big Red & DJ Technics, worked at Music Liberated here in B-More (anyone that was around here at the time or even pasted through knows about this spot.) It was a 3 story spot in downtown B-More with the store on the first floor and major storage on the second & third floors. Well, the owner Bernie had to go to a funeral one day and we planned to hit the 2nd & 3rd floors while he was gone. This whole building was packed with vinyl, EVERYTHING! We loaded up 3 cars and a van with so much heat it was unbelievable. Now remember this was around 95 and we were grabbing Daly Wilson records, James Brown as well as the JB’s stuff in MINT Condition if not SEALED, Weldon Irvine LPs, Italian, German, Japanese soundtracks, SEALED random rap stuff, he had alot of Profile & Def Jam sealed dead stock, the 1st Wu (private pressing) “Protect Ya Neck” single sealed, Power of Zues, the Lyn Christopher LP, etc. It was unreal the stuff we were pulling and at the time we didn’t know what half this stuff was. That was the ultimate digging experience that will probably NEVER happen again. And when I think of the other stuff that we probably passed up, MY GOD!

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Out Digging


Some of those sound pretty good but…...

4YearGraduate - 01 February 2011 05:21 PM

F it.
I’ll contribute one story, Roc you choose:

2) Mexico City Womans Prison

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My argumentation has iller nuances than yours


Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 06:06 PM

Some of those sound pretty good but…...

4YearGraduate - 01 February 2011 05:21 PM

F it.
I’ll contribute one story, Roc you choose:

2) Mexico City Womans Prison

great choice
i gotta a chance to hear it…i wanted andean priest but would have recommended the prison

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It was 1987 and a buddy of mine was coming up with sealed LP???s that I had been buying from him for a few months. Then another buddy told my brother and I about this place out in the East Texas town of Elmo that had lots of records for sale. That Saturday we headed out to Elmo unaware that this is where all the sealed LP???s were coming from. When we got there we were lead into a barn that was filled with junk. Cars, records, newspapers, etc. We dug through the records and pulled out quite a few. Outside of the barn were two 18-wheel trailers and we were told they were filled with magazines. The first one had newspapers dating back to the 1940???s all neatly piled up and organized. The second trailer was filled with porn magazines going just as far back in time. We flipped through them for the hell of it but none of us knew what/if they were worth anything. They were $0.50 each and I bought a box full of vintage black porn magazines, quite honestly because I had never seen anything like them before.

When we thought we were all done the owner asked if we had looked at the records in the cars?? He then explained that the 10-20 cars parked outside the barn were filled with records! We went to see what was out there and every inch of each car was filled with LP???s???the front seat, the back seal, the floors and the trunks!. I opened up one trunk and found a still sealed copy of Roscoe Shelton on Excello, a record so rare I have only seen one other copy. By the time we were done we had quite a nice haul. Our friend Mike decided that before we left he would climb up into the loft of the barn and see if there was anything up there. All he found was a shoebox filled with old Polaroid photos of 100???s of naked women. I have a feeling that at one time there was some wild shit going on out in Elmo, Texas.

A few years later I showed the box of porn to Miriam of Norton Records and only then found out that we probably left a fortune behind by not buying them all.

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Alright..

2004, My friend Alex and I up and went to Mexico City with the sole intent of turning the city inside out record wise over the course of a week and a half. He had a friend there who was in the press corp and well connected with the ins and outs of the city, and I spoke spanish plus had a good enough grasp of what was what record wise. We arrived late the first day, I think it was a saturday, and the following day he was going to take us way the f out of town. We woke up early and got a juice across the street from the dude who would stand there and squeeze oranges - he turned out to be “DJ Hercules” but that’s a different story. We hopped on the subway and about an hour later and at the end of the line we arrived outside a woman’s prison. Everywhere you looked there where stands of vendors set up around the prison wall, and it was explained to me that most people selling used things were trying to raise money for their family members inside, and everyone else was selling provisions for them; the prison, of course, did not give the women anything. AS far as the eye could see there were piles and piles of stuff and junk completely unsorted with families trying to get whatever they could for them. Meanwhile there were drug transactions happening everywhere, guns for sale, and no shortage of people eyeballing us. The portable was going to have to stay in the backpack and i shifted, as i always did in these situations, my money to under my ballsack. As the sun beat us down we walked from stall to stall and soon realized a) all the records were going to be mostly warped and at the minimum skated and b) the experience would by far outweigh finding anything. I kept digging, I was getting bit up by fleas but somehow I rolled a pile of shitty blankets over and underneath them was - no kidding, 3 stone sealed Mary Lou Williams records. How they got there or WHY I just couldn’t wrap my head around. I quickly copped for less then a dollar. As the day wore on i found lots of good Mexican rock and psych, all kind of tattered, included some wierd 45 i have yet to find any info on, a mini-lp 33 rpm with 2 meters covers on it but it is utterly rinked. f’d

Here’s a quick comp i threw together just now if you wan to get a visual feel for what i was talking about:

We went home to drop off the records an change out of our filthy clothes, and on our way back out, as we were walking to the train station we spotted a dude wheeling around three crates of records on a dolly. Wtf? so we copped a seat on a park bench and watched him set up a makeshift record store under a freeway overpass. After about 45 minutes we sauntered over and had a dig. I found a bunch of weird private stuff which i assumed was mexican. The best one i found, was some weird mexican dude called “Matt The Cat”. We bought our records - I think i got 40 records for $5 US and made our way back to the crib. When I got home i used the “Matt The Cat” record on a beat which made our Stepfather LP in 2006. With no publishing or writer information on the LP’s sleeve, and with no one I knew at the time knowing about it, I had no reason NOT to think it wasn’t a mexican dude and mexican record.

Fast forward, 5 years and I get a letter from “Matt Cassell” aka Matt The Cat threatening to sue me. Someone had dropped the dime to him I had sampled his song. My first thought was, how the f did this mexican dude find out about this??!! Then I quickly realized it was a Bay area record all along. I explained the whole story to Matt and we had a good laugh over the complete randomness of the situation. At that point I went back and reviewed the 10 stacks of video tapes we had shot on the trip, not only did i have video of the dude i bought it from, but to my complete disbelief, the lady can be seen in the video holding the actual frickin MLC record! I slowed it down and here is a copy of the video i sent to him:

Some days buying records is just another day, but every once in a while, there is a day that is truly memorable, and this was one of those days. Digging around the world, in my life, I have collected more experiences than I have actual records, and I am absolutely fine with that.

As such, I will never live to have dug as much as Roc, and though we don’t always see eye to eye, I have enormous respect for him and his history in this game. A true legend. It saddens me that ebay has created a generation of shut in record grippers. Life is out there next to the records!

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respect my trendsetting


pcmr - 01 February 2011 06:21 PM
Rockadelic - 01 February 2011 06:06 PM

Some of those sound pretty good but…...

4YearGraduate - 01 February 2011 05:21 PM

F it.
I’ll contribute one story, Roc you choose:

2) Mexico City Womans Prison

great choice
i gotta a chance to hear it…i wanted andean priest but would have recommended the prison

The record priest of the high andes


I wish i had more time today to tell stories, but you guys know me in real life. We can chop shit up over beer.

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