While visiting a friend in the Twin Cities some 15 or so years ago, I stupidly purchased Jello Biafra’s debut spoken word album for a very reasonable sum. Something like $4. What wasn’t called out, but what was painfully obvious in hindsight was that Jello Biafra’s debut spoken word album is a double LP, and I cluelessly walked away with only one record. The back sleeve CLEARLY indicates four sides of material, and I have no excuse for my blatant disregard for detail. To this day, I’ve only ever heard half of this album, and I’ve not sought out a full album version just so I could remind myself of my wayward ways. Lesson achingly learned.
One endures several lessons throughout his or her record collecting education. Some of these lessons fall into the “That’s interesting… I never knew that!” category, while others fall within the “Are you #?*!@%^ kidding me? Well, I’m clearly an idiot!” lines. This is a post on the latter.