Tonight, after Cowboy went to work, I dropped by this little place here in Ruralsburg called the Media Warehouse. I hadn't been in there in years, as it's kind of a dangerous place for me to go -- they sell things I really love to buy. Like vinyl. And used movies. But now they also rent movies, and I wanted to see Gridiron Gang, so I thought I'd see if they had it there instead of getting it from the bigger rental place uptown.
I left thirty-five minutes later having rented a couple of movies and purchased only one record.
A Bobby Darin record.
One that contains twelve songs, only two of which I have ever heard before. And I only paid $12 for it! How divine!
This is number four in my collection of Bobby on vinyl. Two others I bought at the same establishment when we first moved here (before I even owned a working record player!), and one my mom found for me at a yard sale a year or so ago. But those three mostly had songs I already have on my 21 Bobby Darin CDs. Now I'm simply drowning in new Bobby music!
Well, maybe not drowning, but certainly basking. I've only listened to one side of the album, lying on the couch with my eyes closed and my head close to one of the speakers, letting the Bobbyness wash over me and savoring every snap of his fingers. I'm saving the other side for later. Can't gorge myself on the rare delicacy of new Bobby music all at once.
Oh yeah, Gridiron Gang was okay. I'm not into football at all, so mostly I wanted to see it cuz it stars Dwayne Johnson (who, you'll notice, is now getting billed as Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson, not as simply The Rock). I liked it about as well as Rudy (although Rudy was a better movie, probably), but not nearly as well as that most wonderful of football movies, Remember the Titans.