Had an old guy .... old as in the same age as myself ..... tell me today that he went to a Snoop Dogg concert over the weekend. It was like a 'shock and awe' reaction that I had. I was stunned to being speechless. I had no idea what to say. I couldn't even ask him if he enjoyed it. Like I lost the ability to speak. So I'll have to ask tomorrow. I just couldn't believe what I heard, especially considering who was telling me this. I just never would have guessed. He even mentioned that he was crossing the experience off his bucket list. But besides the shock, I was also in awe. Talk about venturing outside one's comfort zone!!
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More Awe, and just for the record ..... I saw (on television) Gleyber Torres first major league base hit tonight. A little soft liner that made landfall where the dirt of the infield meets the grass of the outfield and then rolled a few more feet. I was hoping for a screaming liner double off the right-center field wall, which anyway is probably how I'll remember it twenty years from now. If he ends up with 3000-plus, which I hope I have enough years of remaining life to also see, I can tell my make believe grand children that I witnessed the beginning.
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Am I glad that I'm only a borderline insane type of vinyl record collector. (Though I sincerely envy the certified truly insane collectors.) I'm just not a stand in line in the wee hours of the morning, six or seven hours before the store opens type of collector. If I'm not the first in the door and able to fight off all the others around me for that one special release .... well I'm perfectly OK with that. In record collecting circles that's probably seen as a piss-poor attitude. I heard that there were 150 people in line when the local record store opened this past Saturday for the umpteenth annual Record Collector Day. (Actually I don't know that it's in double figures yet.) No thanks to all that I say! Myself, I prefer to shyly wander into the store around 4:30 in the afternoon. Even at that hour there's still plenty of fellow freaks browsing about to share treasured vinyl platter fellowship with. Though in reality I'm mostly a professional and accomplished eaves dropper. I'm not concerned with procuring that ultra rare limited edition release. I just want something new to listen to.
Hell I even told myself beforehand that my state and federal tax refunds just electronically appeared in my bank account and to feel free and unleashed to indulge in unrestrained and epic vinyl gluttony but still once I am there on location, attempting to make a purchasing decision, a certain fiscal conservatism seems to take over. It might be 'cool' to have some of those recordings in my collection but what's the odds that they could possibly go unlistened to?
All that being said, I did find the one record that I had my heart set on .... A Dave Van Ronk concert recording from 1967. So it was a good day!!!
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