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I'd get flamed if I mentioned how many records, and which artists I heaved into the deep rocky canyon behind my parents house when I was a kid (early 70's). I kind of wish I still had a title or two, but for the most part, good riddance.
I was going for true distance, not accuracy.
 
Why do you think they call what "they" do as scratching?

But personally I have thrown a few. Back at university I remember we got so pissed off at an already damaged Blood Sweat & Tears album it went flying out a 3rd story residence window into a snow bank. A couple of others followed, and at least one sliced cleanly into the snow and disappeared. One was visible though for days, and then one morning we looked out and there was a path through the snow (a long way) and it was gone. I wonder how it played. :scratch2:
 
I smashed a copy of Phil Collins - Face Value the other day, it had a skip and I kept accidentally playing it instead of the other copy I bought to replace it. I'll never make that error again... :D
 
I'm all for folks doing fun, creative things with all the Living Strings and Firestone Christmas albums clogging up the local thrifts.

These guys are okay or better in my book.

And whether you enjoy the music DJs make (like I do) or not, or whether you cringe (like I do) at the thought of the damage they inflict on their vinyl, these are people who continue to do fun, creative things with records and kept the medium alive during the dark days between its mainstream abandonment and current revival. Good on 'em.

Now, back to your regularly scheduled curmudgeon thread...
 
lol - back when I was young and dumber, I found boxed of albums at my aunt's home when I was visiting. Well she went bowling (league player) and I stayed, got bored, found boxes of albums, found they flew way better than a frisbee, especially fun from the roof of her home out into the field beside her home. Many made it out into the pond.
Fun was over when she came home, found her empty album boxes and what I did - was no way worth it then - but sure was neat-o super cool dude watching them fly before I found out how mad my aunt could get - never knew she had that much madness in her and never heard so many new & surprising words come from her mouth. I thought she was going to bury me among her prized albums.
 
Cool video. I'm just wondering how they did it.:scratch2: Perhaps a computer trick? Either that or I'm thinking that they have lots of time on their hands.:D
 
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I'm all for folks doing fun, creative things with all the Living Strings and Firestone Christmas albums clogging up the local thrifts.

These guys are okay or better in my book.

And whether you enjoy the music DJs make (like I do) or not, or whether you cringe (like I do) at the thought of the damage they inflict on their vinyl, these are people who continue to do fun, creative things with records and kept the medium alive during the dark days between its mainstream abandonment and current revival. Good on 'em.

Now, back to your regularly scheduled curmudgeon thread...

Oh, don't get me wrong, I think it's cool too. Nana Mouskouri and Marty Robbins records are good for something! (now I've done it, the Marty Robbins fans are particularly curmudgeonly!)

I even remember playing hockey, or maybe it was more like a cross between shuffleboard and soccer with new, unopened free promo records when I worked in a record store.
 
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