I do not
believe that they sold me these two for fifty bucks. I would have been tempted to splurge if one of them had been only a hundred. I mean, geez, they’re sealed.
I just need to find or buy a record player that can burn the songs to mp3, and then the albums go right up on the wall…
CD’s price should give you an idea of how hard it is to find Clam Chowder music these days. Or this LP’s price. Finding these was an absolute stroke of luck.
…after joining the
SCA. Off of a Clam Chowder tape – yeah, cassette tapes were the epitome of tech back then. Dinosaurs roamed the earth, too. Anyway, this was one of the first ones in my bardic repertoire:
No, in point of fact: not ironic at all.
Because I’m up waiting for the kid to decide to fall asleep again. Nightmares.
The McCalmans – a band that I have not heard of before now; I actually first heard this song on this album by Clam Chowder …
I should email the band.