Excursions

Articles on digging.

78 steps to perfection.

A crackly old classical collection gives Dave a look at one possible future. Could he cope with 30,000 records? 

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Black gold in Cornwall.

Record digging in charity shops often means a long futile loiter near old ladies’ knees as they look at the jigsaws.

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Back end theory.

A visit to two Chicago record stores really drives home the pleasures of a majestic rear.

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Monday never comes.

Delivery day was elevated to mythical status in the days of one old Cornish record shop. 

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Back through the looking glass.

Where's the fun in returning to London from dirt-cheap US record stores? Camberwell, that's where. 

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A fine Vintage.

Chicago's Vintage Vinyl caters to the connoisseur. With LPs for $200, swirl and sniff, don't swallow.

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Planet Rock at Truro Cattle Market.

Bambaataa's hip-hop manifesto has me buying records from a village more Cornish than Cornwall itself.

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It's here somewhere, but The Thing is...

The Thing in Brooklyn is a record digging 'experience'. Just don't go with a specific record in mind...

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Dealers of the Old School.

Our last day in Chicago involves Zodiac funk, and haggling over 'The Crazy World of Arthur Brown'.

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Manhattan Transfer.

Reunited with New York, but has the passion been killed by too much cheap vinyl in Chicago? 

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The Village people.

New York's boutique stores seem pricey and elitist. Can you be down if you don't know your stuff?

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Cutting up a Storm.

It's official: you are allowed to take a break from record shopping when the weather turns darkside.

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2nd hand smoke.

Chicago's 2nd Hand Tunes throws up records of revolutionary poetry, Morse code and, uh, lung disease?

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And like that, he was gone.

An encounter with one elusive Chicago record-seller is like trying to buy your vinyl from Keyser Söze. 

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Cornwall: wheat + chaff.

Another visit to the Cornish car boot proves the theory that some records are simply born secondhand.

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Inconvenient truth.

A day at Chicago's Out Of The Past records shows that proper knowledge takes time to cook. 

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Voodoo groove.

Chicago's Dusty Groove is a foolish place to kill time. Succumb to the new arrivals bin and you may never get out. 

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Digging this Digging.

Dusty Groove in Chicago is the perfect place to get a handle on hunting records. Lesson one: see it? Buy it. 

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Off the Beaten Path.

A day trip to Milwaukee reveals LPs by Dennis Coffey, David Axelrod and Muhammad Ali fighting tooth decay. 

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Tool of the Devil.

Chicago's Pitchfork Festival was innocent fun – until the serpent (record fair) started waving apples (records).

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