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I went a little crazy today.
Back in Central London this weekend, so I ventured to some familiar old stores around Soho. I’ve always found many of them overpriced and replete with tourists, but you can occasionally get lucky.
And get lucky I did at Reckless Records (yes, the one from the Oasis album cover).
The store in general has a pretty weak jazz section, but I guess they recently got a collection from a serious, potentially now deceased hepcat.
All of these are at least VG records, and 2-3 with torn top/bottom sleeve seams. That doesn’t bother me none - all of the artwork is pretty pristine. The Bartz record is still factory sealed (and potentially from a different collection).
The Gryce is the grail here, though my personal favorite is