I've just nipped into Tesco to pick up a butty because Mrs B couldn't be arsed making me any lunch last night (I'll deal with her later....) and I spotted some records on sale.
Proper records - Vinyl ones. Albums.
Anyroad, there weren't that many but it was a fairly eclectic mix - Amy Winehouse, Michael Jackson, Adele, Sgt Pepper's, Now That's What I Call Utterly Shite Volume 47, etc but one thing did stand out.
The Queen Is Dead by The Smiths was £12 and But Seriously by Phil Collins was a whopping £20.
Twenty English Pounds for a shit album, released 27 years ago by a boring twat who only had a solo career because he could sing a bit like the bloke who used to do it in Genesis before he went mad and ran away (Brian Pern).
Is Phil Collins really worth eight quid more than Morrissey & Marr?
Not in my world.
Don't worry though, I sorted it.
There were only four copies of the Collins' album and they now reside at the bottom of a freezer under a load of bags of frozen chips, so nobody's going to get ripped off.
Proper records - Vinyl ones. Albums.
Anyroad, there weren't that many but it was a fairly eclectic mix - Amy Winehouse, Michael Jackson, Adele, Sgt Pepper's, Now That's What I Call Utterly Shite Volume 47, etc but one thing did stand out.
The Queen Is Dead by The Smiths was £12 and But Seriously by Phil Collins was a whopping £20.
Twenty English Pounds for a shit album, released 27 years ago by a boring twat who only had a solo career because he could sing a bit like the bloke who used to do it in Genesis before he went mad and ran away (Brian Pern).
Is Phil Collins really worth eight quid more than Morrissey & Marr?
Not in my world.
Don't worry though, I sorted it.
There were only four copies of the Collins' album and they now reside at the bottom of a freezer under a load of bags of frozen chips, so nobody's going to get ripped off.