Can anyone remember their early days of discovering the material wealth under the dust from days gone by, recycled for your consumption at the best prices you had no problem pillaging your pockets to grab those obscure and not so rare items of interest at a version of a Thrift store somewhere in your town or city?
I can now write with declaration intent, they have become horrible and not fun, with violent movements.
This is not new, of course. Since days of yore, seasoned collectors of variable scope who have been looking in these withered, dingy, mouldy awkward spaces for many years, have been subjected to pushy rude, obviously money grubbing collectors. I'm sure even we all have gone through a phase of feeling a bit pushy, hostile, or NEEDY GREEDY. One amazing phenomena that makes me ill, and sometimes crazy, is when I am flipping through (let's say) the first row of 5 rows of records, and someone comes on over, and starts on the other side.
Has this happened to you? ... You casually look over, and they are holding an obscurity, or just simply darn good LP you have been looking for, and they dust it off and start their little pile.
ARRGGG!! WHAT??
I have thought "Do they even know what that is? Are they just cherry picking?? Will they sell it to me?? "
Yep! This can be an aggrovating situation. Casual conversation can be the understanding gateway, but
it's getting increasingly
tuffcity (yes I made the iconic hip-hop record label name into an adverb!
Just look at how it affected negatively many artists, who signed to the label), people are pretty tight lipped. I can usually tell who will be.
I'm not going to describe the type, as I might polarize or get some heavy glares at the next Record swap.
You can probably tell too. The nicest people to talk to at the bins are Oldtimers (over 60), women
and pre-ebay younger collectors. Occassionally, some young adult guys are not full of themselves, but most really are and have an air of collectors snobbery, and this runs across the gamut of genre collectors.
Heavy fast breathing and unsteady movements indicate an ebay seller.
Another little quirk in the record collecting quark. What's with the pushy resellers, coming, reaching over you and just making a pig of themselves, by not waiting their dogdamnn turn! I have used elbows in those instances. This is just the resellers, ebayers, you know. This is while you have to smell their over perfumed selves, or b.o., whilst feeling their rapid breathed stink mouth panting to get next to you and your zone.
Can anyone relate? I know I'm not alone!
What I started with at the top, was a very fond feeling, something I cherish, when things were simply and fun. I still do have fun collecting, but now it is more fun and gratifying sharing those old grabs here on the web when I have time. It's a muthaflicking warzone out there.
ORPHEUS 
