Apparently, I buy too many records

My wife Helen, like every other woman i've ever lived with, believes that I buy too many records.

Which, as every record-buying man knows, is a ridiculous belief.

I will concede, however, that I do indeed buy a lot of records and that I don't afford them the same amount of listens and attention that I did 20 or 30 years ago.

To this end, I have decided to blog about the records that I buy, in order to help my appreciation of them - and perhaps to show Helen that I don't buy that many records after all.

Because i'm crap with deadlines the blog posts will be sporadic and probably be about a month or 2 behind but that's just the way i am! The posts will not necessarily be actual reviews (most likely comments, at best) and will generally be pretty damn short due to the reasons outlined above. As a writer in a previous existence i have decided not to worry about writing as art in the pieces but, instead, to attempt to convey feeling over semantic (and often grammatic) perfection.

And 'OCRB'? It stands for 'Obsessive Compulsive Record Buying' - a little known mental health affliction that is potentially damaging to the bank account but ultimately life-affirming. It is sad.......but a nice form of sad.

Friday 23 September 2011

Various: Salsa Boricua De Chicago (Cult Cargo)


As much as i love it, i don't really have a fair amount of Cuban/Latin music - as i find a lot of the recorded stuff a bit too sanitised for my liking, but i heard about this collection (double LP + book) of Chicago street music, listened to a few samples, and took the plunge. And i'm really glad i did as it fulfils all the aspects of Latin music as far as the bits i like - great guitar work, amazing percussion work, dramatically emotional vocals and a shimmying rhythm that makes you shimmy your hips  in a manner most unbecoming to a white middle class bloke in Devon. Some of it is a bit roughly recorded but the emotional intensity it pushes across is undeniable and utterly captivating. A really great collection and one that makes me want to dance. And i'm a shit dancer.
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