Last week, late at night, I was listening to
Whiskey Bottle by Uncle Tupelo, and I wondered how much my vinyl copy of
No Depression was worth. I did a search on
Gemm.com and was surprised to see it selling for over a hundred dollars. I spent the rest of the evening looking up my records, feeling kind of like George Bailey at the end of
It's a Wonderful Life, only surrounded by stacks of LPs instead of friends and family.
I wonder if my brother's limited edition saw blade shaped red vinyl of
Animal (F**k Like a Beast) by W.A.S.P. that I gave away is the one selling for twelve dollars or a hundred and eighteen.
