J is for jealous.

This comes to us from a guy named Mark. This one isn't that trashed but has a pretty funny story attached to it. He was trying to buy some records off an old hardcore dude, but was only able to liberate this lone Flag LP. The story... "While flipping through his records i noticed a lot of them had crude messages written on them in red marker. i asked him what was up with that and he talked about how this guy "little john" who was stationed down here in the navy back then and "went on to sing in some band called the cro mags" got fucked up one night and wrote all over a bunch of his records and also spilled beer on a bunch of them."

Nothing else really needs to be said, record collection partied by John Joseph.

Just Plain Cool.

Another one from our buddy Steve Guttenberg. This was his dads, i wish my dad had minor threat and heart attack 7"s to give me. From what i remember his dad says he got this from the band, possibly before they had sleeves made, or maybe they ran out. This isn't a trashed record but needs to be shown off.

No Sleep Till...

I cover this gatefold jacket in graffiti. Found this at a garage sale for 50 cents sometime in the 90's. I almost didn't realize what album this was because of all the writing on it. No idea what any of it says maybe somebody can fill me in.

Vinyl In Pain.

Recently set free from the collection of an old lehigh valley punker, this United Blood could use a little public assistance. The sleeve, while not as trashed as it could be for a radio station copy, annoyed Mr Sledge so much he just needed to get rid of that pesky "e.p." on the cover, now it looks much better. The vinyl has a gigantic chip that misses the first song on both sides by 1 lead in groove. How could this have happened? Guess there was just too much pressure and the vinyl busted. If anyone held onto this chip in hopes of finding, a sleeve, an insert, and vinyl hit me up.

Ouch, you broke my edge.

Probably the most infamous broken record on this here internet is this Youth Of Today LP test pressing. I know this one has made the rounds but its a fine way to start this blog off. It was purchased for a cool G, then seriously El Kabonged by the fine men in brown, or was it fed ex? Either way this one hurts where it counts. In the edge.