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May 19, 2018
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Items found in record sleeves - WFMU
Items found in record sleeves
Recently Mac brought up a topic on WFMU's e-mail list that spawned a flurry of great responses:
Did you ever find anything unusual in a used record you bought?
Here are some stories from WFMU DJs, please share yours in the comments section.
Mac:
I was just putting away some records and ya never know what you will find in the jackets. I have an
AUTOGRAPHED copy of Ethel Merman's Disco Record and inside is a polaroid of her standing with some guy. Perhaps who she autographed it for?Fabio:
Mike Lupica:
Shortly after buying my copy of Syd's "Barrett" double LP at the WFMU Record Fair, I discovered a crisp twenty dollar bill stuck inside of it.
Marty McSorley:
I found hand written lyrics to Prince's "I Would Die 4 U" on blue lined school paper. (But I found them in a copy of Thriller.) And there is just something about the handwriting that screams "look at me please, I sit next to you in 8th period math everyday. Why don't you notice me." I really love it it's been stapled to my wall through 4 moves.
John Allen:
I found a copy of Quicksilver Messenger Service "Happy Trails" with the R in Trails blacked on the front cover. I pulled out the record to check the condition, and several photos fell out. The pics were vintage 70's shots of women on women w/ toys, and guy on gal oral action.
Joe Belock:
I found a copy of a 7-inch (unrelated to the album I found it in), 6 years after I accused an ex-roomate of stealing said 7-inch. Whoops!
About 10 years ago I was going out to some garage sales in NJ with Donna, when we hit this one house with a bunch of sixties & seventies rock LPs. I pulled out a few things and as I was checking the condition of one Black Sabbath LP (Masters of Reality I think it was). I pull the record out and with the inner sleeve comes a perfectly flat and preserved pot leaf. I was amazed. I showed it to the guy and he was all embarrassed and apologized, but I thought it was hilarious. I asked him how long it had been in there and he said probably since he was in high school - at that point at least 25 years for him... He confiscated the leaf though!
Mike Lupica:
Inside my (used) copy of the first Celibate Rifles LP, I found a hand written note from their guitar player, which he'd clearly left for the first owner of the album after crashing with her on an early U.S. tour. It thanks her ("Judy", I think) for her hospitality, graciousness, and for introducing them to The Long Ryders and the Dream Syndicate. (I'm guessing Judy lived in L.A. and unloaded her LP collection on a trip to San Francisco, as I purchased the record at Amoeba Records some years ago.)
Marty McSorley:
I found a note in a copy of Crawlspace's Solitude 7" on about a 1/4 sheet of white paper torn at an angle. Side one reads (in hand writing that reminds me of my Colombian aunt complete those squigleys at the end of paragraphs.)
I found . . .
Taped to this
paper is $20
now I can get the
necessary things
-incense, bottled water etc.
For Eddie's first visit to my apartment
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So the love flows
Though the insult and
wound back to him
tomorrow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Eddie
Fire
Eddie
Love
Eddie
Peace
Eddie
Space
The most gorgeous beautiful man & most magnificent mindfuck-in the universe.
(and on the other flip side in writing almost as messy as mine)
Dig this shit $ means nothing to me, tho so fuckin' necessary in this fucked-up culture/society/mindfuck. If I can give away oz.s of 'shrooms to 'spacebuds + give $ to ACLU + Amnesty- well it hurts to Know that you struggle for this SHIT! + you Know this is LOVE never control. I want you to understand- ALWAYS
May 18, 2018
Tim Parrish, Drunk with Power, Conducts Business as Usual as Professor, ex-'Punk Rocker' and 'Red Stick Punk' Facebook Administrator Amidst Self-Confessed Racist Torment
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i used the old jazz and junky and jazz junky phrase, 'your slip is showing,' to shut Tim Parrish up.
it worked. but he deleted the post; fully dropped a dime on the State Library of Louisiana head librarian co-administrator, Rebecca Hamilton from the Facebook Baton Rouge Punk Rock Doc Group, Red Stick Punk, then proceeded to accuse me of being off my meds.
everybody knows that i pride myself on perfect attendance.
Tim Parrish wrote, 'Fear and What Follows: The Violent Education of a Christian Racist.' (Isabel Chenoweth/SCSU)
in this fascinating (how he still holds his professorship, fascinating) Tabloid, quasi-confessional (he still hasn't given up the friend) 15 Minutes of Thirstiness.read the sloppy tabloid piece by Tim Parrish, where he gets his ya ya's off by admitting, tabloid-style, and then minimizing, self-preservation style his longstanding hatred of African Americans--as an M.F.A. University Professor of Creative Writing at Southern Connecticut State University,
or HERE for The Daily Beast's,
*i have to say as a friend of Barry Hannah's, Barry would have told him bluntly, "I wouldn't have told that!"How I Escaped Becoming Dylann Roof
My racist parents, church, and friends told me blacks were “taking what’s ours.” I almost burned down a black family’s home in revenge.
in all of these (and there are many), he tries to crayfish out of his admitted racism by blaming it on a 'friend' who is never named.
after exaggeration comes minimization of their/his? hate and violence, like Ben Carson (who infamously claimed to have stabbed some kid, but only a little bit) - only to throw his parents under the bus.
apparently, they were responsible for his barely restrained church murders by using epithets like jigaboo as one of a kind of a pet names.
all this in North Baton Rouge, where by comparison, Stormy Daniels grew up Mother Theresa, working as a receptionist at a stable and attending Scotlandville Magnet High School - where Tim later taught - and from where CNN Don Lemon, both grew up to be fine upstanding citizens.
the question should be to the administrators, like Bennet Rhodes and
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State Library of Louisiana Head Librarian, Rebecca Hamilton:
should we as members of a public Facebook group, Red Stick Punk have to have content or membership approved under the discretion of a group administrator, a professed racist, a professor at Southern Connecticut State University, who by dint of his administratorship serves as the only justification for his bands' inclusion, or more importantly, any criticism of him or his bands censorship or exclusion in this group?
surprisingly the librarian does not seem to see the conflict and danger of association with a racist to her higher position, or is not concerned about its possible implication overlapping into her extremely sensitive position.
just wondering if it should be put to a vote by the group members who may not agree or want to be associated with a racist administrator--as that was/is the antithesis to everything i remember about the Punk movement (even in Louisiana) from its inception until today.
Baby's 1st Concert by Glyph Jockey at 12/01/2007
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Baby's 1st Concert
I've been doing a few guest posts at The Perfect American which to the uninitiated, is a roiling vortex of lust for the illness called Rock n' Roll. It's a journey, and for me, it's been kinda liberating, and thanks to MrJyn for asked me to plug in some stuff.
There's a post about Spade Cooley stomping his wife to death, one about Jim Carroll & those who worship and/or study his Basketball Diaries, one about singer Billie Davis, with a broken jaw, pulling Jet Harris from the Shadows out of a wrecked limo and lastly I'll mention the one that led to this post; the one about Dino Valente
Quicksilver Messenger Service was my first concert. It was right after their second album featuring Dino, and it was all we were listening to at the time. Eric Burdon and War opened and my eyeballs almost fell outta my head when I realized that the Boss of the Animals was up there singing "Spill the Wine" It was cooler than anything, and why in hell did my parents let me go?!?!?! But yay!
But Dino - kind of an interesting guy as explained in this exact transcription from my 1st edition of Lillian Roxon's Rock Encyclopedia (1969)
DINO VALENTI (Chester Powers)/Dino Valenti is one of those living legends. He worked in a carnival for seventeen years, was a trapeze artist for three of them, sang around the clubs of Los Angeles for years, but never made a record because he wanted it to be perfect when he did. (The story was that he kept making them, refusing to have them released, dropping them and making more.) He spent nearly a year in jail for possession of amphetamine and sold his rights to his most successful song, Let's Get Together, to get money to get out of jail. It's one of the most recorded songs ever (the song's composer is listed as Chester Powers)—the Youngbloods, Jefferson Airplane, Quicksilver Messenger Service have all done it. He also co-wrote Hey Joe. But his album, finally out in 1968, has none of this—just strange, mysterious, intimate songs that sneak up behind you. "An underground Bob Dylan," said critic Ralph Gleason. Well, he has that curly Dylan look anyway. "A five-year-dead Orphan Annie," said Emmet Lake of the East Village Other. Yes, he's a songwriting legend, and a one-year-in-gaol-for-amphetamine legend, and a macrobiotics-solar-energy legend, but mainly he's a ladies' man legend. It was San Francisco radio personality Tom Donahue who said simply: "If every chick Dino's ever known buys the record, it will be number one."
Album/DINO (October 1968): Time; Something New; My Friend; Listen To Me; Me And My Uncle; Tomorrow; Children Of The Sun; New Wind; Everything Is Gonna Be OK; Test.
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