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Waiting for the Sun

Remember Vinyl?

After I returned home after evacuating from Hurricane Katrina, I discovered soon after I began digging out that over 300 vintage albums had been severely water damaged beyond saving. Luckily I had moved approximately 40% of my collection to another bedroom which I had covered with a plastic drop cloth (along with a lot of other things that were important to me).

I was able to dry out a handful that weren't complete saturated and taken over by mold, among these being the first three Doors albums I ever bought (I think). The Doors with Light My Fire is lurking back there. They're a little wrinkly and the Iron Butterfly jacket could use some regluing, but they're not too bad. Most of my favorite albums had been moved although I still grieve over many if not all of the ones I lost.

My front yard was a checkerboard of books, pictures, records, etc. as I tried frantically to rinse off the muck and mold and God knows what, mostly to no avail, waiting for the sun to do it's work while making sure the heat didn't get to the vinyl. It's funny when you are confronted with your loss, and mine are nothing compared to some people. You'd think you'd just want to sit down and cry but you don't, at least I didn't. There's just too much to do and, if you were like me, you know you'll be doing it alone.

I think if I had seen a sympathetic face, I would probably have shed a tear or two. I didn't and still haven't, just wish I could cry for all the people who really lost so much, homes, family, friends. For me, though, in my loss, these are the kinds of things I miss most, although I'm still glad for what I've got left and happy no one in my family or any of my friends were hurt.

"I’m gonna drink a lotta coffee, spend a little cash
Make that girl love me when I put on some trash...

Ya gotta love vinyl.


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Jan. 30th, 2006 01:01 am (UTC)
I also had those albums but they were water damaged in a basement flood many years ago. Oh well.....

Jan. 30th, 2006 03:49 am (UTC)

You already know of my love for vinyl... I have so much of it, but my collection is severely lacking in the reeeely good stuff. Most of it I inherited from my grandfather - some of it I love, and some I'm not so crazy about. One of my favorite hobbies is trolling the used book stores and picking up new (old) goodies!
Jan. 30th, 2006 04:40 am (UTC)
Yes I do, and I'll make it a point to think of you if I ever see another one. These are all original issues, by the way. Maybe one day I'll make up a list of the ones I have salvaged so that you'll know what you're missing. *LOL*

On the down side, I lost around 350 albums. They were reduced to big blocks of compressed cardboard, sludge, and mold. Terrible!

Jan. 30th, 2006 06:08 am (UTC)
Oh, no... that is just too sad... =(
Jan. 30th, 2006 05:41 am (UTC)
Ugh. I am sorry about your lost vinyl. I remember the smell of opening a new record. That in itself was so intoxicating. ;) I am glad you were able to save some, and salvage others. Vinyl is definitely not appreciated now; and that's too bad.
Jan. 30th, 2006 05:47 am (UTC)
I still like the sound from a pristine vinyl record. There's just something of substance there, some connection with reality. I can't quite explain it. Oh, boy! How I can carry on!

Tell you how weird I am tonight. I think I'll go play Lou Reed's Berlin. I have two copies. It's so depressing it makes ME feel better. Not that I get depressed anymore. ;)
Jan. 30th, 2006 05:21 pm (UTC)

You'd make a good writer, you know? (I think you do, but what hell it can be! Right?)

Yes, dear steamrollin' Katharine, ever in touch with the subtle and sensual little niceties of life. I enjoy your delicious observations. You must do more, okay?
Jan. 30th, 2006 07:42 pm (UTC)
Sorry about your lost collection.
I had that Doors album too. Sadly I lost my entire record collection when I moved from Vegas to LA. I had to leave a big box in a roommates storage that had all my records and highschool year books, it just would not fit in the 3 cars I had loaded up to go. When I was finaly able to return for it, I discovered my roommate had been evicted from the storage and my stuff had been locked down and seized with their possessions. ::Sigh::
Jan. 30th, 2006 11:03 pm (UTC)
Wasn't that transitional period before you got "settled" the pits? Never having the space to keep things or the means of moving them around. I'm amazed at how many of the things I've treasured in my life are still here.

I still have a wooden, 30 lb. pull bow I practically lived with when I was 11-12 years old. All my money went into buying arrows and bow strings at the local sporting goods store. I was the Robin Hood of the Westbank! *lol* And a pretty deadly shot too!! Boy, did I make 'em quiver!! **LOL**
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