gsalr.com said ‘moving sale’ so I was thinking garage sale. I rolled up and found the address…no signs, no action, nothing. I was creeping in the driveway and checking my phone to be sure I was at the right place when I saw someone approaching. I asked it this was ‘the place’ and he invited me in. I thought maybe it was his house, but it wasn’t…just another fella in search of the goods…
I got inside to find this was an estate sale. These things always depress me. I did my best to get in and out…I was led into a back bedroom where I found a nice heap of vinyl stuffed in a lower cabinet below a stereo and turntable (considered making an offer on the turntable).
I found a copy of the Mothers debut which made no sense since the rest of the collection was largely Greek Orthadox religious recordings and other junk. I would have grabbed it but it was missing one of the two albums. I also found a copy of the Turtles greatest hits which was also a bit out of place. In the end I grabbed a weird comp as a consolation prize and headed to Nottoli for a sub and then a nap.