Grooved Plastic & Sausages

I don’t know why. It was just one of those things – I’m sure it’s happened to you. Something weird, totally unnecessary, gets in your craw and you can’t think of anything else until you finally go out and make it your own. Every once in awhile, I get like this over some object, research the be-jesus out of it online, books etc etc – then I hunt it down, very methodically….  I would be such a wonderful serial killer, very thorough…. Dexter comes to B.C…. sort of like a touring company or a franchisee….

This time, I couldn’t stop thinking about turntables – I ended up with a vintage turntable by Dual, circa mid 70’s – mint condition and totally re-conditioned, clean, simple and works like an asian kid in a Kathy Lee Gifford clothing factory (all the time, perfectly – or else)  –  German engineering don’t you know, not Japanese…. Looks pretty sweet too, IMHO….

It's only a short hop to late night FM DJ....

Speaking of Germans, whats all this beer and sausage nonsense…. have you ever seen the size of the beer glasses at Oktoberfest, it’s their mondo disturbing version of a Big Gulp…. ridiculous…

The single most astonishing thing about this photo is, she's headed for the childrens table....

Now – just you wait and see how I tie these together……..

Naturally, I now needed albums to play on this fantastic super swanky addition, well where do you go for albums these days? …. it’s not like record stores are as easy to find as they used to be…. those that do exist are run by idiot savant music geeks…. “Mom, more hot pockets,  pricing these albums make my tummy rumbly…” – I don’t need anyone judging my Raffi & Yanni collections….

Enter, Value Village – albums, 99 cents to $1.99, can’t go wrong – however, the down side, you need to search through shelves and shelves of the most unbelievable crud on earth…..  occasionally you find a gem, grab it and move on. Now, amongst all these abandoned albums, the one sub-culture disproportionally represented,  far, far outstripping the other genres, is…. Polka…. I mean there are tons of polka albums, it would appear that in the 60’s and 70’s – there was some kind of Law whereby each household was required to have a certain number of Polka albums and only now are they able to finally purge their om-pa-pa’s …

Every album, every single one featured Lederhosen, beer, huge sausages and the suggestive thrusting of accordions, every which-a-way…

Further proof that women love guys in leather shorts.....

and that is how I link my new turntable with german sausage and huge beers glasses………

Have a great Day…..

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