We hit Found Sound in Ferndale. The store is very clean and neat. They had quite a selection of new and used vinyl but the prices were quite high. They had some used video games too but nothing that Phil thought would sell. Next we hit Solo records in Royal Oak. I really like this place. I can always find records even a few in the dollar bin and was not disappointed. I picked up some 80's stuff as well as some Squeeze albums and some Al Stewart albums. Though I was looking in particular for some Gil Scott-Heron albums for my private collection, but to no avail.
Our next stop was to visit my Mom, Phil's grandma. She has just gotten out of the hospital and is having a tough time getting around. She has some health issues that are going to force her to move from her quad style house to a ranch. She cannot handle the stairs anymore. I mention this because when we stopped by she was going through her books and cds. She asked me if I would like them because she was donating them to the library. I was overjoyed. My mom has always been supportive of my online business. She was the one who taught me about garage sales and always said "One man's trash is another man's treasure". It sounds cliche but she really said that. Two of the cds she gave me "Rubber Soul" by the Beatles and "Wingspan" by the Wings sold within hours.
Finally, one of the things I picked up at Solo Records was a Mama Cass Elliot album. I grew up in a house where music was a diverse thing. I grew up with irish folk music, jazz, Rock (the Beatles, the Mamas and the Papas, the Fifth Dimension to name a few) as well as crooners such as Frank Sinatra, Johnny Mathis and Nat King Cole.
I did not know "Mama" Cass Elliot had a solo career away from the Mamas and the Papas. I found this out a few weeks ago when I heard her song "Make your own kind of Music" on an episode of "Dexter". So I was going to order the cd. I never got around to it and happened to find the record at Solo. It's not worth much because it is a re-release of an earlier album. But I am going to keep it for my own collection.
Finally, I grew up hearing the jokes about how Mama Cass died choking on a ham sandwich. She was ridiculed about her weight and the story was spread as truth. In doing a little research, I found out that she died of a heart attack due to extreme dieting. Because a ham sandwich was found in her room, with a bite out of it, the rumor spread that she died that way. It was later revealed that her heart had been weakened by only eating 3 days a week (she had recently lost 80 pounds in 8 months). She was 32 years old.






