Sunday began early about five or six in the morning. Due to the events of the night before, my hearing became limited to the point of only hearing a narrow band of frequencies. I can’t even describe it. I was as scared and hungover. It was disorienting to say the least. Before I knew it I got dressed and we were in the truck and on the road towards our first destination: Allentown, PA.
I have heard about the Allentown show for years from older collectors and dealers. All 45’s & 78’s the first day and mixed stuff on Sunday. The real transactions take place in hotel rooms before the show even starts. Records nobody knows about for prices nobody talks about. It’s where legends are born.
This though, was Sunday, and therefore more like a normal show with all the normal trappings. I did terrible. I overpaid on stuff I wanted and underpaid on stuff nobody wants. Either way, the database wins.
Checking out before general admission even got in, the expedition headed further south. This time to a house call near the nation’s capitol. They were a nice older couple with a small dog that were downsizing and selling their house. They had also acquired a great deal of records over the years. I did okay here. I found a few rare pieces here that were in awful condition. This is one of the few redeeming factors of wrecked rare records. It doesn’t need to be in great condition to be contributed to the database. From here we started the drive to Richmond and stopped at a hotel for sleep part way through.
Storage facilities are weird places. I had an idea of the volume of work that was going to have to get done, but I had no clue. The exact story of the source of the collection is not known. It looked like the collection belonged to a DJ in a record pool. The collection was 12” singles ranging from the 70’s to the 90’s. The dealer who had possession of the unit had boxed up about half the records and the rest were still on shelves. During the next few hours of transferring those to boxes, I made a pile of interesting stuff to put aside. I thought I did okay. It turns out I have no clue what is what and made a huge pile of boring two dollar records. Win some, lose some.
The truck got loaded and we had lunch after. During which, we got advised to hit up a record store in town called Steady Sounds. I did fantastic here and bought a ton of nice priced classic disco and hip hop. I highly recommend. After this, another storage shed. This time only to cherry pick through some new stock that came in. The unit was full, floor to ceiling, with records. We sat on the ground outside the unit and shuffled through boxes. Many of which containing moldy, beat up records. I still did better here than I usually do back home at the flea market. All in all a great time.
Two weeks have passed. I’m done with the stack. Everything lacking information has been updated. New contributions have been made. Several hundred photographs were taken, processed and uploaded. The database is a little bit more complete. I shuffled off the 45’s all into the first list and made a second list for the 12”s and LP’s. Lists are fantastic ways to show off your hauls. Check mine out! Make your own! Leave some comments! Plan your vacation today!