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.

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Steve Moore - The Henge (Static Caravan)

After the last dose of Steve Moore  - and after revisiting some more Zombi - by way of having to seek out and buy their whole back catalogue for a friend, i decided that i really wanted Mr Moore's debut solo album. Trouble started when i tried to buy it at a decent price and found that it normally goes for £40-£50 for the vinyl. Might have had a problem getting a purchase of that expense past Helen so i put a few 'wants' out there and managed to secure a copy for £16 with the warning that the cover was "a bit fucked". Took the punt and was jolly happy to find that said "fucked" cover would actually grade at VG+ in the anal world of record collecting (my god......how high must the standards of the seller have been???? I'd hate to sell him anything.....) and that the music contained in the vinyl is as ace as i'd hoped. Closer to mid 70s Tangerine Dream than the Jan Hammer-esq synth sounds of the 2nd album, this one trundles on nicely with hypnotic grooves rising and falling at a repetitive level that would irritate even Philip Glass. Good stuff Mr Moore - surely a career in soundtracks await.
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