I like your metaphor for this thread, Neapolitan: a used-record bin. I used to go to prob London's biggest used-record shop, which was divided like this: (i) ground floor -records in protective sleeves, selling at about one-third the going rate for a new album (ii) ill-lit and musty-smelling basement full of albums without protective sleeves that sold for the price of a beer. Anyway, my point is that second-hand albums often languish unheeded for a long time before being snapped up and loved, and that's what happened this morning when I checked out an album you mentioned two years ago. Your review of Steamhammer caught my eye and I'm just loving the long track you mention, Penumbra. Thanks for the rec.
