Appleton’s work can be described as a highly developed extension of “musique concrete.” He has spent hours getting the squawks of penguins, recording variegated water sounds, and collecting the wide-ranging sounds which human beings make in different situations. Appleton’s musical credo is that all sounds are potentially musical; the composer’s function is to select those which are more musical and to develop them within a musical context.

The Beatles produced so many God-forsaken albums, with so many different versions released at different times on different labels with so many minute details and stories floating around them, that only infinitesimally subtle nuances can keep them apart, and that’s without adding the trouble of the counterfeited copies. It’s not uncommon for literally one little detail to mean the difference between an album that is potentially worth thousands of dollars, and one that belongs in the 50¢ bin.

Here’s a list of Beatles records I have for sale, plus a rant about my love / hate relationship with them.

The Beatles’ butcher cover is a perfect example of rare, collectible, vintage vinyl, and you can bet I’m proud to currently have it in my hands, and to offer it as my very first item for sale on Ebay. The Beatles are a genre of music and topic of study all their own. In fact, there are entire price guides dedicated not just to the Beatles, but to this album!

Entertaining as a solo performer with just a guitar accompaniment at town halls, schools, fairs, and rodeos since 1931, Slim Clark is an authentic cowboy singer and top notch yodeler.

One day a New York mother saw her 12-year old son with two friends listening to the telephone and giggling. She grabbed the phone from them and what she heard freaked her out…

More crazy shit from the Dial-A-Poem Poets, and Giorno Poetry Systems records.

Of all my reggae records, Glory, Dominion, Power, Majesty has been my favorite by far – super dread roots rasta reggae from well off the beaten path. Cohesive and connected, this compilation plays like an album, each track more solid than the last.

“The drug abuse problem has reached epidemic proportions. The community is worried. The hooked generation is defensive. Everyone has his opinions, his prejudices, and his theories when it comes to the subject of drugs. What are the myths? What are the truths?”

The other morning I received a phone call from Verne Langdon himself, requesting that I remove his music from this site. Apparently he did not appreciate the free publicity. I believe his words were, “I don’t need your help.” I should have known better, I mean, show of hands, who hasn’t heard of Verne Langdon?

Verne’s ego aside, this album is pretty cool. Too bad you can’t hear it.

It should be rad enough that I present to you here the “Waylon Jennings of Yugoslavia,” but I hope you’ll find what has prompted me to make this lengthy (if not epic) post to be especially interesting. [...] I was contacted by one James Jajac, whose father photographed the album cover.