Sunday’s road trip took us to Madison, Wisconsin, where there are several fine record stores.
One of our stops was at Strictly Discs, not far from Camp Randall Stadium. It opened in 1988, when we lived in Madison. But I never went there back then because it was strictly a CD store, and I was one of those dinosaurs who still hadn’t switched from vinyl to CD.
Now, though, Strictly Discs has plenty of vinyl, with lots of nice used stuff in the basement. There, one of my record-digging rules came into play. If you see something you’ve never seen before, you ought to think about getting it.
Indeed, as I dug through the soul records in the basement, I came across two I’d never seen before. I inspected them, Googled them, pondered them.
Then I put the first one back.
Billy Preston’s “That’s The Way God Planned It,” from 1969, on Apple.
Then, a tad more reluctantly, I put the second one back.
Jackie Wilson and Count Basie’s “Manufacturers of Soul,” with arrangements by Benny Carter, from 1968, on Brunswick.
Maybe another day. Each cost more than I usually spend on a record.
On this day, it seemed more important to set that money aside to buy lunch for Evan and the other college kids.
If I lose some of my record-digging cred, I’ll blame Dave Edmunds. Long one of my faves, he makes an interesting confession in the current issue of Mojo magazine.
“I don’t even have a record player at home any more. I’ve bailed out of playing albums because iTunes and YouTube are so convenient. With that predictive thing one track will lead on to the next. I find that exciting.”
So, no, I didn’t bring “Manufacturers of Soul” home from Madison yesterday. But that doesn’t mean we can’t give it a listen. Most of the covers on this great album are on YouTube, and that’ll have to do for now.
In which they cover Stevie Wonder’s “I Was Made To Love Her.” Dig that!
In which they cover Sam Cooke’s “Chain Gang.” Dig those trumpets and dig that Brunswick rainbow arrow!
2 responses to “The records left behind”
Yet your Dad/adult cred remained intact. Far more important.
Great story, Jeff! I read it a few days ago, but on my phone. I probably “Liked” it then, but didn’t want to comment with just my thumbs. I remembered to look at it tonite on my home computer so I could comment with several fingers. Now, all I can think of to write is “Great story, Jeff!” which I probably could have managed with my thumbs. But then I wouldn’t have written this comment… 🙂