September 13th, 2012

krazy koati

Then the shiny serving clones run in with my telephones

After the first giddy flush of Buggles --- and we danced, or at least bunny_hugger danced while I shuffled awkwardly around the living room --- we started picking out other records to play. I have a slightly curious mix of albums, many of them ones I'd picked up from the record store in the Clifton Country Mall back in the late 90s when I had a record player and the Mall had a record store, and my natural inclinations to the odd left me with a hipster-ish ironic record collection long before it would be cool. For instance we have more Ferrante and Teicher albums than anyone needs, providing there's any such need.

For example, and one thing we picked out, was a Popeye kiddies' story album which I had picked up. It comes with a sort of comic book format. The one side is a tale of Popeye and Olive Oyl visiting a movie studio and going through extremely uninspiring adventures there, like one of the 60s King Feature cartoons without the spark of inspiration and energy, which should be quite the warning. We also got to other, real, music, like Stephen Colbert's single about being so over Charlene, or a Kinks piece.

There was a slight unsatisfying bit: the turntable arm didn't return from the center of the album. Until we tried it on a 45, when it did. And then it didn't. And then ... well, it wasn't working so reliably. The working hypothesis is that the lubricant in the pivot had over the decades turned from a real fluid to some sort of goo. It got more reliable as we played more, but never quite got smooth. So, and with some regrets, we took the record player to bunny_hugger's parents (piggybacking on a visit to watch them get a new ISP, another story although not so deep a one). It's at an audiophile type shop to get restored. It'll be a while before it's back, sad to say, but it should be really good then.

Trivia: Between 1924 and 1946, when Maynard Keynes managed parts of the King's College investment fund, the fund grew from £30,000 to £ 380,000, an annual return of over 12 percent. Source: How Markets Fail: The Logic Of Economic Calamities, John Cassidy.

Currently Reading: Five Days In Philadelphia: 1940, Wendell Wilkie, and the Political Convention That Freed FDR To Win World War II, Charles Peters. I don't think I'd quite internalized that the Republican convention in 1940 was going on in late June, about the same time as France's fall and Italy's dagger-in-the-back. The American political contest is normally such a footnote in World War II histories.