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Music has always been a big part of my life, and owning physical copies has always been something both myself and my older brother pride ourselves on. When I was about 14, I had a collection of albums around 100-150 strong (albeit, significantly less than my brother at that stage). Hand-me-down albums, garage sale pick ups – you name it, anything I could get my hands on, I was after it. One time we had a big family gathering at our house and I was in my room listening to a secondhand Beatles CD I’d picked up somewhere waiting for everyone to filter in. My Grandpa’s brother popped down the corridor, having recognised the tune. I remember him saying something to me like “Oh this is a great song, sounds even better on wax though!” to which I returned a puzzled look. I had no clue what he was talking about. He went on to tell me about his vinyl collection and some of the “crackers” he had (a common term both him and my grandpa still use). He could clearly tell this truly piqued my interest because a week or two later, I had a package in the mail. A weathered copy of “A Hard Day’s Night” – the first record I ever owned and ultimately the one that kickstarted my very own vinyl collection.
it had been my great grandfathers and when my grandmother had been moving to her new place a few years back she had found his old stash of records and had given me a few mentioning how he would of liked me to have them and thus i was given the dr hook records and is played on a regular occurrence.
As someone who has worked for ~20 years in broadcast technology, this record from 1957 is the pride and joy of my collection. Received as a gift from an eccentric collector friend many years ago, I can honestly say I’ve never seen another copy, nor even found any reference to it online. A few years ago I uploaded it to YouTube as it is definitely worth sharing with a wider audience. It’s so bad it’s good.
Part of a deceased estate purchase we made. The deceased was previously the state manager of Festival Records
This album holds wonderful memories for me. Being children of 2 working parents, my brothers and I spent most of our time with our grandmother. This album was always on no matter what we were doing. The album cover has all the words to the songs as well as illustrations and when I close my eyes I can still hear Patsy singing my favorite, Puff the Magic Dragon.
I inherited a beautifully restored portable gramophone from my great grandfather (via my father). It’s about 110 years old. Along with it came a collection of 78s. My absolute favourite is the Teddy Bears Picnic, recorded by Bing Crosby in 1951. It is a wonderful recording and gets played every now and then.
I probably acquired this in 1972 . The glue has deteriorated on the cover but the vinyl is good as new. It comes from an era when the music moved you with its notes no visuals required .You never knew what the artists looked like but it didnt matter because the music weaved its magic to transport you to a happy place . Still does
This was a birthday present when I was really young… too young to remember exactly when, but in the early 80s. I was so excited to receive it, the album was something I really wanted at the time. I listened to this album pretty much every day since receiving it, and it is the album that started me collecting. I’m glad I held onto it all this time.
This belonged to my late father and somehow made its way into my collection. He was a big fan of movie & tv themes. He had many more much older records but sadly they have disappeared. I used to play this theme over and over as a young child in my room on a portable plastic turntable. I’d play the b-side on the loudest volume possible to scare my little sister and discovered it sounds even more terrifying on a 33 speed. The scratches and scuffs it acquired over time added another dimension of creepiness. Such good memories. I just laugh out loud listening to it now.
I was 11 when this came out in 1981 and had just started getting pocket money. I had been fascinated by the kids records my parents had got me but now I was discovering music for myself. As you can see. I’d written my name on the cover and label because this was one of the records that I took to my end of year disco at junior school, where it was played much loader than I was allowed to play it at home (which was a real thrill). I still collect vinyl to this day but this is the record that started it all.
I remember the day in ‘83 when I walked into the Record Store, as if it were yesterday. I had spotted it sitting proudly in the “New Releases’ rack. I made a beeline for the counter. It was like finding black gold. In my possession was the 12# single ‘Shiny Shiny’ by Haysi Fantayzee. On the charts it had already reached number 16 with a bullet. I had seen them the week before on Countdown and was totally blown away by their look and sound. Back in my bedroom and without hesitation, I ripped down my Blondie poster and replaced it with this bizarre British new wave band. I told everyone that they were totally grouse. Funny thing is I still love the song and whilst technically one hit wonders (‘John Wayne is Big Leggy’ limped away without much fuss) they will always be huge stars to me.
Travelling to, my father’s birthplace, Canowindra for my grandfather’s funeral I decided to meander thru the lovely, dusty roads and came upon a quaint antique store. I have always loved the classic “I Don’t Want to Set the World on Fire” but never thought I would own the record of it.. but it in a dusty bin, in a dusty antique store tucked within a dusty ol’ town I had a rare but lovely eureka moment.