I've been shamelessly ripping off PG's "here-are-my-latest-flea-market-finds" posts for some time now. She takes the time to photograph and lovingly comment on her newest additions. Plus, she gets waaaay more comments than I do, which means either she's more popular or my readers are lazier (you know who you are).
So, with apologies to Phyllis, here's my latest post-weekend, Goodwill orgy dispatch. I hit the Eugene thrifts yesterday, and came up with some gold. I also found some stuff that made me want to cry (an Esquivel and two Martin Denny's in horrible shape).
Here's a very Nixon-looking Ed Sullivan looking none too pleased. I can't imagine why, because the record's great. C'mon, Ed!
Ah, that's better.
I love the outfits, the double-neck guitar/mandolin, and Rose Lee sittin' on a suitcase, but what I want to know is where can I get that bitchin' Dodge van?
This is the 2nd record I've bought this year that has a nude woman with a brass instrument on the cover. This will probably lead to my frantically searching record bins for more.
I love the biker bitch cover, but what I really want to see is the cat fight that ensued after the picture was taken.
I can't resist any album that touts "The Now Generation."
Surprise! It turns out to be cleancut, Bible-lovin' teens fighting to the death. I can't figure out if the large-headed gal is cheering or warning them of the evils of tug-of-war.