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<\/a><\/p>\nI got:<\/p>\n
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- Eydie Gorme, Let the Good Times Roll<\/em>. This is a collection of gospel\/soul standards, and probably my least<\/em> favorite Eydie record.<\/li>\n
- Eydie Gorme, Eydie<\/em>. A later 1960s outing.<\/li>\n
- Steve Lawrence and Eydie Gorme, Two on the Aisle<\/em>. It’s a collection of movie themes. It also contained an extra platter that I didn’t notice–I thought it was a two album set.<\/li>\n
- Steve Lawrence, Portrait of My Love<\/em>. The aforementioned freebie.<\/li>\n
- Pete Fountain, Bateau Lounge.<\/em><\/li>\n
- Pete Fountain, Licorice Stick<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- Pete Fountain, Music to Turn You On.<\/em><\/li>\n
- Sergio Mendes and Brasil ’66, Ye-Me-Le<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- The Crosby Bros, Presenting the Crosby Bros<\/em>. Bing’s kids. They did better backing him up on his various endeavors.<\/li>\n
- Longines Symphonette Great Vocalists of the Big Band Era<\/em>, a compilation record including Nat King Cole, Bing Crosby, and so on.<\/li>\n
- Linda Ronstadt, Greatest Hits<\/em>. So that sound was a thing in the 1970s, apparently: Linda Ronstadt and Olivia Newton-John sound a lot alike, as do Claudine Longet and Lynda Carter for that matter.<\/li>\n
- Linda Ronstadt, Living in the U.S.A.<\/em>. This 1980s effort features the high and tight curly perm that some women wore in the 1980s. Me, I’m still a fan of the big, teased hair, but the tight curls doesn’t impress me. Perhaps, Dr. Freud, it’s because my mother would sometimes get this when one of her friends would give her a makeover and make her look like a zombie with tight curls.<\/li>\n
- Jackie Gleason, Silk ‘n’ Brass<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- Sammy Davis, Jr., and Carmen McRae, Boy Meets Girl<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- Henry Mancini, Mancini’s Angels<\/em>, a collection of Mancini’s later themes.<\/li>\n
- Switched on Bach<\/em>, Bach run through a Moog synthesizer.<\/li>\n
- Bach’s Head<\/em>, a collection of Bach’s works apparently targeted to the marijuana using public.<\/li>\n
- Lo Mejor del A\u00f1o<\/em> (1983), a collection of Spanish language pop from 1983.<\/li>\n
- Die Gro\u00dfe Starparade Folge 14<\/em> a collection of (West) German pop from the 1950s. It sounds like American pop of the era infused with polka and with the vocal tracks run backwards.<\/li>\n
- A Greek pop album whose name I cannot reproduce for you right now either because I’m too lazy to rekey it using Greek symbols or because I’m afraid in doing so I’ll summon an ancient evil.<\/li>\n
- Perry Como, No Other Love<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- Perry Como, And I Love You So<\/em>.<\/li>\n
- Perry Como, Como’s Golden Records<\/em>. That’s what I get for saying you never see Como. Now I see him everywhere, and I must buy them all.<\/em><\/li>\n
- Roger Wagner Chorus, The Songs of Stephen Foster<\/em>. I got this one because it was in the sleeve for Perry Como Swings<\/em>, which is one of the first things I picked up. Somehow, I failed to double-check it, so now I have an extra sleeve for a Como album and an album I would not have otherwise bought.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n
Overall, not a bad haul. For free with the gift certificates. Had I known, I would not have put down the copy of Lee Aaron’s Metal Queen<\/em> which I put back because I don’t tend to listen to rock on the turntable, but as the night went on, I vowed to return for it.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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- Eydie Gorme, Eydie<\/em>. A later 1960s outing.<\/li>\n