THIS SITE IS A LIMITED BLOG that tells a few stories about the conceiving of a rice guide for some of the world’s rarest records and most passionately collected records: blues and rhythm & blues 45s of the 1950s. It started back in the 1980s when I was with O’Sullivan Woodside, publishers of the “official” line or record collectors price guides. In fact, it was scheduled to be the fourth book I authored, after one on rock & roll LPs, one that was all Elvis, one that collected pop vocal and celebrity albums.
But that never happened and ten years later I was looking at self-publishing the book. The best way to read this blog is to read the posts in the following order:
1. you’d be wasting your time and mine
2. the competition I faced
3. heaven above me—the jets on gee
4. damn the naysayers! full speed ahead!
5. knocking the socks off the nattering naysayers
6. alcohol and jake blues
The order of the numbered articles above reflects the events in which they occurred chronologically in the past. That is, if read in order, they will make a better, more understandable read. Anything else posted on this site is peripheral to these six articles.
FEATURED IMAGE: The photo at the top of this page is of a drum-cylinder single-revolution newspaper press from the late 19th or early 20th century. This one appears to be spending its last years in a junkyard.
Mystically liberal Virgo enjoys long walks alone in the city at night in the rain with an umbrella and a flask of 10-year-old Laphroaig who strives to live by the maxim, “It ain’t what you know that gets you into trouble; it’s what you know that just ain’t so.
I’ve been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn, and a college dropout (twice!). Occupationally, I have been a bartender, jewelry engraver, bouncer, landscape artist, and FEMA crew chief following the Great Flood of ’72 (and that was a job that I should never, ever have left).
I am also the final author of the original O’Sullivan Woodside price guides for record collectors and the original author of the Goldmine price guides for record collectors. As such, I was often referred to as the Price Guide Guru, and—as everyone should know—it behooves one to heed the words of a guru. (Unless, of course, you’re the Beatles.)