Y’all guys seem to be sleeping on sect-tech. Not ancient or even rare but indiscutably contains some fully-formed facemelts and, to me, a paradigm shift possibly towards facebelt and a new thing called Swiss heat. Plus, I’ll take any opportunity to cause you all Waxi-annoyance with my 90s techno records. Plus this is an Anniversary [...]
For 7 or 8 years in the 90s I was selling records with my brother. I’m not going to pretend to you I was knowing my sh1t inside and out, my tiny mind was baffled from raves and with 2 hemispheres like Swiss cheese now it is just impossible for me to retain all the [...]
A 1963 édition from the Office Catholique Du Disque with sleek cloth-bound good looks, chunky 24-page papyrus booklet insert and 5 discs all in superb condition despite coming from a dank junkshop corner amongst other stuff that was badly water-damaged. Imagine my delight when I open the box and see the fine print:
I believe blame should always be heaped upon the parents. I have 2 sons at ages 7 and 11, both precociously adolescent and surly though not yet teenage. Every time I try and sell my boys the notion that I am workin’ ant-like hard for them, amassing a dynamite wax inheritance (yesterday’s case in point: [...]
Edition limitee numero 448/500 no label but marked R.P.M. Paris in tiny print on the inner of the beautiful blue gatefold. Spoken word pressure direct from the sweat lodge of the Sorbonne June ’59. The anthropologists who recorded this go uncredited but no doubt they will have canoed up the Boulevard St. Michel and negotiated [...]