| So I lucked out this week and got three of the Lifter Puller records I hadn’t been able to find, which leaves me with only one to go (Half Dead and Dynamite, which is reputed to be almost as good as Fiestas and Fiascos; I will have it within a week). I’d spent a while putting off getting everything, because once you’ve got everything, there’s nothing left to get, and people who share Last Plane to Jakarta’s collector sickness know that actually obtaining things is a good part of the fun/misery. Among the ones I scored this week, I got what I believe is the first album, a self-titled little wonder recorded at Idful with Casey Rice back in 1996 when it was just beginning to become obvious that none of us were actually going to take over the world, except for maybe Lou Barlow. |