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Deep Throat Soundtrack LP
Controversy, exploitation, and a soundtrack that won’t quit! Deep Throat was literally the hottest thing in America back in the 70s when it came out. In the age of Internet porn it is difficult to imagine why this particular movie was so groundbreaking, but imagine living in a world where the only people who see movies like this are part of the dirty raincoat set–a world of “perverts” unknown to the likes of “respectable” citizens.
Now picture one movie–Deep Throat–suddenly exploding into theaters all over the country. It’s the Star Wars of its genre, to be sure, and it gave ordinary people the permission to see sexually explicit movies without feeling like they have to hide their faces.
This 2004 reissue of the soundtrack is awesome. Whether you’re into Deep Throat or not, the album is definitely worth a listen for the retro-groove vibes we at Turntabling know and love. This particular copy for sale here is a one-off. We only have one copy at press time–one that comes with a poster for the film as an added bonus.
The Deep Throat Soundtrack LP is a 180 gram vinyl record in a gatefold sleeve and comes with a Deep Throat movie poster. Buy it now from Turntabling for $18 plus shipping. Overseas shipping extra.
Vinyl Road Rage Two: Chicago to NYC
by Joe Wallace
It’s official, Turntabling’s second Vinyl Road Rage is in the works. This time, I’ll be hitting indie record stores from Chicago to New York City. Consider this a sort of Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas, except without the fear or the loathing. Everything else is up for grabs as I blaze a trail from Chi-town to Greenwich Village.
Dates and record store destinations to be announced, but here’s your chance to throw your two cents in. Know of an awesome record store in South Bend? Pittsburgh? Maybe Allentown? I’ll be looking for places to stop, do video, blog, recharge, refuel, catch shows and meet up with fellow vinyl junkies.
Drop me a line: jwallace242 (at) gmail (dot) com and say hello, make suggestions, name a good stop for recaffeination, etc. More info on dates and destinations coming very soon. Stay tuned, the road rage is about to begin…not in the next two weeks, but soon!
Madness! The Most Expensive Replacement Record Cartridge Ever?
by Joe Wallace
How much would you pay for a replacement record needle? How about a replacement record cartridge made from coralstone? No, you probably won’t be doing any scratchin’ with the Koetsu Coralstone Platinum cartridge, which retails for a brain-shreddingly high price tag of…wait for it…$15,000. That’s right, fifteen THOUSAND DOLLARS. Did I mention this is mono only?
Imagine if you will, having a checkbook fat enough to plunk down 15K for one of these, taking it home and dropping the needle down on..anything. You’d never get any records played because you could never get past the “Which album is worthy of the first needle drop from my new fifteen thousand dollar replacement cartridge?” question.
Well, maybe Kind of Blue by Miles or maybe a Morricone classic. But really—how could you even get started?
Now imagine for a moment that the Koetsu Coralstone Platinum actually ISN’T the most expensive replacement record cartridge on the planet?
Submitted for your approval is an even MORE EXPENSIVE Koetsu replacement cartridge for all your high-falutin’ designer vinyl needs. This one is so exclusive that only TWO of them are made PER YEAR according to the retail hype. Crack open a $500 a-bottle Laphroaig 25 year old Cask Strength Islay Single Malt Whisky and listen to your Sesame Street Live! soundtrack album on THIS little bastard:
The Koetsu Blue Lace Platinum Magnet cartridge is a low-output cartridge retailing for $20 thousand, and is made with “an agate Onyx of blue, grey and white layers of fused quartz.” Me personally, I’m hoping to score one of these to play some old Eminem 12-inch singles on and maybe the soundtrack to Ordinary People. Then I’m going to tear it up at the club with some scratching action–using a Rick Springfield record that the lightshow guy snorted some coke off of five minutes ago.