Happy Sunday morning to you! I have decided to wrap up this exciting first week of the Analog Kid blog with what I hope will become a cherished Sunday tradition: a fresh new rip of a rare or obscure piece of vinyl from my very own collection. I’ll try to keep the commentary to a minimum and let the music do the talking– after all, we should all be taking it easy on Sunday, And by taking it easy, of course I really mean watching football.
This is my vinyl collection– well, one wall of it at least. Overall, I estimate that I own over 5,000 records. I am slowly in the process of ripping all of the LPs that I don’t own on CD to digital. I rip them with tremendous love and care, and it takes a great deal of time to do it right (just ask my lovingly patient and forgiving wife). At the rate I am currently going, I estimate that I will finish the project just in time for the estate sale that will be held after the Analog Kid goes the way of the eight-track.
(Note: If you happen to be the one who someday ends up owning my autographed copy of Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours, please treat it well and assure it that sometimes great art can also sell 25,000,000 copies. It has never quite recovered from the whole Saturday Night Fever fiasco.]
Where was I? Oh yes: it has been decreed that Sunday morning shall be the time of vinyl on the Analog Kid blog. Every Sunday I shall present to you a lovely piece of hand-ripped wax for your digital enjoyment. Some songs will be sacred. Some songs will be crappy b-sides. Someday, it might even be a song or two from this 1974 masterpiece:
This album has been sitting in a stack next to my turntable for months, patiently waiting its turn for a majestic transformation into the digital age. I just haven’t had the strength (or courage) to do it yet. Whatever you do, please don’t tell Cybill that I have already ripped Bruce Willis’ The Return Of Bruno. She might never forgive me.
Didn’t I say I would let the music do the talking? I do believe I did. Without further ado, I present this week’s offering, hot off of my very own turntable!
Note: This is not Mel Tormé.
Nick Rivers: “Skeet Surfing” (Brian Wilson/Chuck Berry/Mike Love/Nick Rivers)
From the album Top Secret! Songs From The Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
Passport Records, 1984
This 6-song EP has never been released on CD, and I’ve only seen one copy of the vinyl in my life. Yep, the one you are listening to right now.
“Listen to me, Hillary. I’m not the first guy who fell in love with a woman that he met at a restaurant who turned out to be the daughter of a kidnapped scientist, only to lose her to her childhood lover who she last saw on a deserted island, who then turned out fifteen years later to be the leader of the French underground.”
“I know. It all sounds like some bad movie.”
Bad movie? The BEST movie. Val Kilmer rules.
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Bonus Tracks!
The first rule of The Analog Kid blog is that if you write about a song on the Analog Kid blog, you share the song on the Analog Kid blog.
Bruce Willis: “Respect Yourself” (Luther Ingram/Matt Rice)
From the album The Return Of Bruno
Motown Records, 1987
The Analog Kid 
Bruce should still be thanking June Pointer on that song. She was the star.
This song made it all the way to #5. Gotta love the ’80s. I still think Bruce should have released a full-length version of “Seagram’s Golden Wine Coolers.” A sure-fire #1!!!
As Jerry Reed said on his 1971 hit (#9 on the hot 100 chart) When you’re hot you’re hot. And in the spirit of your blog, here is the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0rdF7o08KXw
I will have to devote an entire blog to Jerry one day. I ripped my vinyl copy of the “Smokey And The Bandit” soundtrack a couple years ago just to get the Jerry Reed songs.
Son!