posted on June 29, 2011 00:00
After shuffling though more Linda Ronstadt and Neil Diamond records than I could ever imagine owning, a few gems surfaced at the Pevely Flea Market.
The last few times I’ve gone to Pevely, they haven’t had a whole lot. But this weekend was different. And there were records galore, which was heaven for me because I started collecting records when I got my apartment. And I haven’t stopped since.
At one of the first booths when you walk from the parking lot, there were four tubs full of records. The nerdgasm ensued.
There were the typical albums you seem to find everywhere—the Neil Diamonds and the Kenny Rogers. But thumbing through each individual record is what I pride myself on. That’s how I found the first Doors album at the Lindbergh High School tail gate sale last year. And that’s how I found Styx’s Grand Illusion and Kilroy Was Here at the Pevely Flea Market.
What made the finds even better was that the guy selling them was only asking half of what he originally priced them as. Both albums were originally $5 a piece, so I essentially got one album free—or two for $2.50 depending on how you like to break down your bargains.
The next booth had even better deals. Records were 50 cents a piece or six for $2. This booth was more musical oriented than rock, but luckily, I’m a sucker for original Broadway recordings. I don’t know why. I guess they have that “collector’s feel” to them. Or, I just have the weirdest taste in music. The latter is probably more accurate.
But anyway, I walked away with the original Broadway recording of the Sound of Music—just one of my favorite things (terrible pun, intended). Thus, adding to the Broadway album to the most mis-matched record collection you could ever find, which already includes the original Sound of Music movie recording and an All in the Family album...
Looking around at other booths, there was a lot to choose from—a lot of VHS tapes, which I’m fond of as well—but also a lot of junk. I mean, it was a flea market. But I did find one other ‘must buy because of its absurdity’ record—the Light of Day soundtrack.
As ridiculous as it is, when you see an album where Joan Jett and Michael J. Fox both have songs, there’s either something so wrong about it that you have to buy it, or, just the fact that Michael J. Fox apparently had a singing career is reason enough. My reasoning for wasting a dollar on that was Fox’s (apparently) short lived musical career.
Though there were probably a half dozen more booths with records, all I could find was the Commodores, Olivia Newton-John and some other classics I’m not quite ready to dish out money for. But hey, four albums—all in good condition—for six bucks? I’m not complaining.