![]() A quick pint was in order to allow me time to read the liner notes and marvel at these treasures.Ĭomplied by Oregon-based record collector, rare 45 dealer and Trailer Park honcho Mark Lee Allen, the Twisted Tales from the Vinyl Wasteland series ”takes the listener on a dark adventure, a wrong turn into a bizarre, alternate world of American country music performed by small town, unknown hicks”. I was smitten, instantly bought both volumes the store had in stock and headed for the pub. The cartoons of hillbillies and freaks, the extensive liner notes on the inside of the gatefold telling what was known about each track and, and… an illustrated short story to pulp up proceedings… Wow! How could I not pay to enter this world, I’ll take a one-way ticket to Hicksville, please! Along the bottom of the inside cover were scans of the original 7s, these comps were clearly put together by someone who knew what they were about, knew what made the tuned-in record shopper salivate, who had a deep resource of strange hillbilly rockers and out-there country twang on seven inch and the focus and drive to create these wonderful objects. Twisted Tales from the Vinyl Wasteland, released by Trailer Park Records, were just the sort of thing that would grab my attention, beautiful gatefold album sleeves illustrated with the sort of outlandish cartoon imagery you find on collections of scuzzy rock and roll and rockabilly music, or Cramps albums. The compilation album that we buy in the record store is the same thing, but wearing makeup and heels, standing on a street corner, showing a bit of leg.Ī couple of years ago I picked up two compilations that looked perfect for Whiskey Preachin. The mixtape of our teenage years is the first compilation we make as a music lover, a conduit to funnel our passion for another’s attention. It distilled years of effort, the fruit of a collector’s fascination delivered to me for a small fee, a gateway to another world. I have a particularly fond memory of buying one of the early Kent compilations of Northern soul, before I knew music like that existed. If you collect records you will have your favourite compilations, and the memories of where you discovered them, the doors they opened for you. They can provide inspiration, be an art form in themselves, or they can be no better than landfill, vinyl-filled crates in thrift stores and CD-stuffed racks in truck stops. The compilation can bring us news from distant lands and bygone times, music our radios often overlook. ![]() Other people’s collections can introduce us to music we know nothing of, music that would otherwise pass us by if it were not for the work of a true enthusiast, so long as you’re interested enough to listen. The compilation album forms a unique category of record. ![]()
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