This 10 inch limited edition single from Bush is one of the first records I bought on my own, even though I didn’t own a record player at the time. There are three songs on it, and the amount I paid shook out to be roughly four bucks per song. Did I care? Of course not. The hopeless completist within me felt it was meant to be.
A few months ago, I wrote about how our local community college library needed assistance sorting some vinyl they’d discovered in the basement, and how enthusiastically I raised my hand. Friends, never let it be said that your obsessions cannot be handsomely rewarded, for the college officially hired me to sort and catalog all eight boxes of records.