My Mom Ain't in Prison Either

Continuing my country song (see previous post)

Da Da Da Dum
I need me some coffee
Da Da Da Dum
To give me some zip
Da Da Da Dum
I've hauled many records
Da Da Da Dum
screaming back and hips

Da Da Da Dum
Post office guy hides
Da Da Da Dum
When I come through the door
Da Da Da Dum
My Mom ain't in prison
Da Da Da Dum
But she passed out on the floor

Da Da Da Dum
Thought she might buy new glasses
Da Da Da Dum
If sales were enough
Da Da Da Dum
Those things are expensive
Da Da Da Dum
And times are financially tough

Da Da Da Dum
Sold a couple hundred more records
Da Da Da Dum
To folks across the land
Da Da Da Dum
We're all sh*tting twinkies
Da Da Da Dum
Got 7K in my hand!

Can you freaking believe it? These things have been going like hotcakes to buyers from Japan, Australia, the UK, the Netherlands, Belgium and even Brazil. Not just collectors have been purchasing them, but music libraries and historical archival companies from across the planet.

I am STOPPING totally for the summer in about 10 days, so I can enjoy the rest of vacation. Got lots of funny stories to tell about some of these characters I've met when I get back.

Miss you!

ATM

My Dog Ain't Dead

I KNOW I've been a bad, bad blogger. I wrote a couple of weeks ago about how my mom finally decided to let go of all the 78rpm records my step-dad collected and how a dealer offered her a dime a piece for the 700 piece lot for a total of 70.00 (he told her the collection wasn't worth any more). I protested, and she handed them over to me, so I've been ass-deep in shellac and vinyl for the last 3 weeks.

And taking a crash course in record values.

The dealer was at least partially correct. About 80% of this stuff is worth very little. On the other hand, I think he was trying to take my mom for a ride.

I could write a country song about this. Especially since Pops apparently had a somewhat valuable and rare Country/Blues/Jazz collection.

So here's my country song (with lots of bass):

Da da da dum
My dog ain't dead
Da da da dum
My truck works fine
Da da da dum
I've been finding out
da da da dum
These discs are worth more than a dime

(banjo riff here)

Da da da dum
Been selling these records
Da da da dum
There are seven hundred or more
Da da da dum
There have been one hundred and fifty
Da da da dum
Shipped out my door

(little violin riff here)

Da da da dum
The dealer said they were worthless
Da da da dum
But as of today
Da da da dum
I totaled it up
Da da da dum
And my mom made 3K

I am WEARY, to quote some of these titles.

I love you all, and I'm sorry I've been a bad blogger. Got another 550 records to sell. ;-)

Gah!

Yeah, that's enough to give me nightmares....

Nobody Likes an A-Hole