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Girl Next Door— Part 2

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This is part 2 of a series. I highly recommend you read part 1 first!

Summary: Joel takes you to the store to pick out the materials for your new bathroom. At the store, you have an uncomfortable run-in with Joel’s ex wife.

Content: This is a plot based chapter, but it’s very important for the trope <3 Also thank you so much for the love on the last part. Part 3 will be here soon, she’s so cutesie and I can’t wait for you to read it :)

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The drive to the nearest home improvement store was half an hour away. You watched as Joel popped a CD into the CD player in his truck, immediately recognizing the intro to the Rumors album by Fleetwood Mac.

“Rumors?” You said, blocking the sun from your eyes with your hand as you hit the road. Joel glanced over at you, the hint of a smile toying at his lips.

“I didn’t take you as a Fleetwood Mac kind of girl.” Joel said. You watched the veins on his forearm and hand as he gripped the steering wheel to make a turn.

“Dad always played this album when I was growing up. He loved to try and explain all the romance drama in the band to me.” You explained, tapping your thigh with your free hand to the beat of the song.

Your bangs fell softly over your forehead, the golden sun making your skin radiate. Joel kept peeking over at you to admire your beauty. You were so effortlessly beautiful.

“What else do you listen to?” Joel asked you. You looked over at him, admiring the way the sun made the brown in his eyes softer.

“A little bit of everything. I love classic rock because of my dad, but I dabble a lot into pop and alternative. I’d say my favorite artist is probably Aerosmith.” You bit your lip as you thought about your music taste. Most of the artists you listened to were probably after Joel’s time. “What about you?”

“Hmm.” Joel hummed in thought, tapping his forefinger against the steering wheel. “Anythin’ from the sixties and seventies. I love Pink Floyd and Elvis.”

“Interesting.” You said. You noticed a pair of yellow aviators sitting on the dash of his truck, so you reached out to grab them, placing them over your nose. Joel looked over at you, shaking his head.

“Makin’ yourself at home, huh?”

“Do I look like Elvis?” You bit your lip, snapping your finger and pointing at him.

“Somethin’ of the sort.” Joel teased, turning back to watch the road.

“He sure was dreamy wasn’t he.” You said, watching at the fields flashed by you as Joel accelerated down the highway. “I had such a huge crush on him when I was a teenager.”

Joel knit his brows together and glanced over at you with a look of interest, silently asking you to elaborate.

“I had a random Elvis phase. Dad made me sit down and watch a documentary about him one night and after that I was infatuated.”

“Didn’t take you as the type to like Elvis either.” Joel observed, glancing over to look you up and down. “I have his greatest hits CD in the glovebox.”

You grinned and opened the glovebox, sure enough finding the CD. You pressed the eject button and the CD player spit out Rumors, and you carefully replaced it with Elvis 30 #1 Hits. You quietly hummed along as Heartbreak Hotel began playing.

The rest of the drive, you exchanged small talk about music with Elvis playing softly in the background, making it go by in a flash. When you reached the home improvement store, the sun was beginning to set in the horizon. It was golden hour as Joel shifted the truck into park and you both climbed out. Joel caught himself staring at you again. You looked even more beautiful in this lighting and he couldn’t get over it.

You walked beside each other as you entered the store. Something about the smell of a home improvement store felt nostalgic to you. The crisp smell of fresh wood wafted into your nose, mixing with the smell of Joel’s aftershave.

“Let’s look at tiles first.” Joel said, leading the way through the aisles of the store. The store was overwhelming; there were too many aisles to count and you had no idea where anything was, but Joel knew the place like the back of his hand. Going to the hardware store was a common trip for him and he had the store almost memorized.

“Here we are.” He said, entering an aisle with a wide array of both shower and floor tiles. There were so many different colors and textures of tiles, and you immediately began inspecting some that caught your eye. You started with shower tiles.

Your eye landed on a beautiful, dark green backsplash that was coated in a gloss, emphasizing the shifts of color within it. You immediately fell in love with the style of it.

“I think this might be the one.” You said, pointing towards the forest green tile. Joel stepped closer, running his forefinger over the sample of the tile. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. In his chest pocket was a pen, and he jotted down the inventory number of the tile.

“Alright, now what about flooring?” He said, stepping to the left towards the arrangement of flooring samples. There was an overwhelming number of floor tiles.

“Joel?” A voice spoke behind you. Both of your heads snapped up, and standing there was a woman who appeared to be in her forties. She had blonde, blown out hair and a striking red lip. Her makeup was done boldy, and she was wearing a long black dress with sandals.

“Josephine.” Joel cleared his throat. His brows were knit together in irritation. His ex wife was the last person he wanted to see right now.

“And what brings you here?” Josephine questioned, her eyes flickering over to you. She eyed you up and down, taking in your appearance. Suddenly feeling very insecure under her stare, your arms crossed in front of you.

“Buying some things for a remodel.” Joel said monotone. He noticed the way she was eyeing you, and he knew she assumed the worst, but he didn’t care. In that moment he wanted her assumptions to run wild. He didn’t care if she thought you were his girlfriend.

“And who is this?” Josephine said in a catty tone. Her smoked out eyes locked on you, her red manicured fingernails tapping against her purse. You looked down at your own nails. Your nails were barren of any polish, and you felt childish standing next to her.

Joel told her your name and glanced over at you.

“I’m remodeling her bathroom for her.” Joel clarified, his finger toying with the sheet of paper in his hand.

“Hmmm, Lionel’s daughter?” She pursed her lips. “I’d say she’s a bit young for you, huh?”

Your stomach dropped and your eyes quickly landed on Joel. His expression was stoic and almost peeved.

“Where’s Rick?” Joel changed the subject. “Usually when I see you, your tongues are down each other’s throats.”

Josephine scoffed, rolling her eyes. It was then you noticed the massive diamond ring on her finger.

“He’s over in the light section. We’re replacing our chandelier in the foyer.” She said, glancing back over to you. “What’s a spry little thing like you need a new bathroom for?”

“I just moved back from Chicago to live with my father for the time being, and my bathroom needs some updating.” You explained, your voice wavering.

“Living with your daddy, huh?” Josephine’s eyes reverted to Joel’s with a smirk toying at her overdrawn red lips. “I remember those days. Mooching off my parents with no responsibilities.”

You shifted your weight on your feet, now feeling extremely uncomfortable. You weren’t sure who this woman was, but it was evident that she and Joel had a past and she was making it a point to make jabs at you. Joel’s fists clenched at his sides.

“That’s enough, Josephine.” Joel grumbled, shooting daggers with his eyes. She chuckled manically, looking back at you.

“Oh, please. You know I’m just being satirical.” She half smirked, winking at you. You stared back at her blankly.

“Jo?” A man’s voice interjected your attention. A man who looked to be in his thirties was walking towards you all. He appeared to be younger than Josephine, a ring also adjourning his finger. Putting two and two together, you realized this was her husband. His gaze stayed on Joel for a few seconds before landing on you briefly.

“Hi, baby.” She said, pulling him in for a rather long, wet kiss. You tried to hide your face of disgust and turned to distract yourself with the floor tile samples.

“Joel.” You turned your head at her husband’s voice. He was nodding at Joel, and Joel stared back at him with a blank stare.

“Well, we should get going.” Josephine cleared her throat. “It was wonderful to see you.”

Josephine patted her husband’s chest, her fake nails clacking together. Her eyes flickered over to you, but didn’t acknowledge you. The two of them walked away, leaving you with a steaming Joel.

“I fucking hate her.” Joel grunted, stepping closer to you, your shoulders bumping together. “I’m sorry about that. Don’t take anything she said to heart. She’s a miserable bitch.”

“Who is she?” You asked. His brows were taught together in frustration and he shook his head.

“My ex wife. It’s a long story.” He mumbled, lifting the piece of paper with the inventory number. You frowned up at him.

“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but I have all the time in the world if you want to tell me over dinner.” You said caringly, your hand reaching up to touch his arm. Joel looked down at your hand, his eyes then moving to your face. His brows drew together at the gesture, your touch sending heat up his arm. God, you were beautiful.

“I’m sure it would bore you.” He murmured.

“Far from it.” You responded sweetly, removing you hand from his arm and pointing towards a black and white checkered tile. “This one’s perfect.”

He nodded at you and quickly wrote down the inventory number.

“Let’s go pick out your sink and shower so we can get out of here.” Joel said.

You quickly chose your sink, faucets, toilet, shower basin, and shower head. You made sure to choose a detachable shower head, and you hoped to god Joel didn’t pick up on your intentions. Joel, on the other hand, knew exactly why you wanted a detachable shower head. All he could picture was showering with you and using it on your pretty pussy, but he quickly discarded his dirty thoughts, considering you were still in the middle of a home improvement store.

After you’d checked out and left, it was already dusk outside. The materials for your new bathroom would arrive early next week which was perfect. You both climbed up into Joel’s truck, him starting up the engine. Elvis began playing softly through the speakers again. You glanced over at Joel, his mouth turned downward in a frown. The interaction with his ex wife was still bothering him. He was incredibly guilty; it was his fault she degraded you and he should’ve blown up on her right then.

“Where would you like to eat?” You asked, attempting to distract him. He looked at you, his eyes softening when he made eye contact with you.

“Hmm.” He pondered, resting his arm on the door, and scratching his chin in thought. “There’s this diner down the road with really good burgers and shakes. That okay?”

“Sounds amazing.” You replied, reaching to turn the volume dial to turn up the radio as “Return to Sender” began to play.

The drive to the diner was silent, both of you lost in your own thoughts. You were trying your best to seem indifferent, but you truly felt insecure after your interaction with Josephine. After that conversation, you realized you were way too young for Joel and it would never be anything close to what you fantasized about. You felt stupid to even think you’d ever had a chance. Before you knew it, you became teary eyed, but you quickly blinked away the tears. The last thing you needed was to cry in front of Joel.

Joel pulled into the parking lot of the diner, putting the truck in park. You followed behind him inside, keeping your head low. He opened the door for you, noticing your change in mood. He sighed quietly and followed you inside. He followed you to a booth tucked away in the corner. The restaurant was mostly empty aside for a couple elderly couples.

“This place is cute.” You observed, looking around at the various retro decorations. In the corner you noticed a jukebox and bit back a grin.

A waitress approached your table and sat down your menus. You ordered your drinks and food since you already knew what you wanted, and she quickly whisked away with your orders. You cleared your throat and played with your hands in your lap. Joel was looking out the window, his face still laced with irritation.

“So..” you began. “Josephine.”

Joel shifted his eyes to you. He swallowed and rested his arms on the table.

Joel and Josephine’s relationship dated back to high school. They dated on and off for ten years. When they reached their mid twenties, Joel decided he wanted children, but Josephine did not. Albeit, Joel decided it wasn’t a dealbreaker, and decided to stay with her. She was the first woman he truly loved, and he was willing to do whatever it took to please her. Despite her distaste for starting a family, Joel proposed to her on the night of her twenty-eighth birthday. They had a courthouse wedding the next day per her request. Fast forward to their thirties, and Joel noticed that Josephine was acting differently.

Josephine began leaving home for days at a time without an explanation. She stopped being intimate with Joel altogether. He would try, and Josephine would complain that she was tired and not feeling it. One night, Josephine snuck off, and Joel decided to follow her. She drove a few blocks away, and parked at a random house. Joel’s heart dropped when he realized what this meant. Joel parked one house over, and waited several minutes before getting out of the car. He tried the front door, and it was unlocked. The door swung open, and he found Josephine spread out on the couch with Rick between her legs. Nauseous at the sight in front of him, Joel slammed the door behind him and stormed to his car, Josephine yelling his name. Joel ignored her and revved his engine, speeding off.

After he caught her cheating, he soon after learned that Josephine was pregnant, but not with his child. Joel filed for divorce soon after, and it wasn’t a pretty divorce. Joel won the house, but Josephine won most of his money. Years after the divorce as Joel grew older, he realized nothing was tying him down to that deadbeat town. He moved next door to you over four years ago.

Your food came during his story, and you quietly ate as Joel spoke. No wonder he was so agitated at the sight of that woman. You frowned as Joel finished telling you the story.

“I haven’t made an effort to date since then.” He said. “I don’t know why she was at the store. Must not’ve had what they wanted at the store in their area.”

“How long had it been since you’d seen her?” You asked, then took a sip of your chocolate milkshake.

“I’d seen her at our mutual friend’s wedding a couple years ago. She was there with Rick, tonguing each other down the entire time. Then again when my Mom passed away. She had the audacity to show up and kiss on him at the funeral.” Joel said, wiping his fingers with a napkin.

“Oh my god.” You said, reaching across the table to touch his hand. “I’m so sorry. What the fuck is wrong with her?”

Your touch sent shocks up his forearm. He swallowed hard, glancing down at your hands touching.

“I don’t even think god knows.” Joel said as he waved the waitress over to give him the check. You reached for your purse, pulling out your credit card, quickly handing it to the waitress.

“What— no.” Joel said, pulling cash out of his wallet.

“Yes, it’s fine. You drove and you’re doing me a massive favor.” You insisted, Joel putting the cash away in defeat.

“I owe you one.” He said. He cleared his throat looking down at you.

“So, are you seeing anyone?” He spoke, taking a drink of his shake. You laughed and looked down at the table.

“Absolutely not.” You sighed with a smile. “Now that’s a long story.”

“Well, sweetheart. I’ve got time.” Joel responded, tapping his finger against the glass of his milkshake.

“Give me one second.” You said, reaching into your purse and pulling out a five dollar bill.

You stood up from the booth and walked over to the jukebox, inserting the bill into it. You searched through the database of songs, choosing several that stood out to you. You smiled as Sweet Emotion by Aerosmith began playing through the speakers of the diner. When you’d chosen all the songs you could, you found your way back to the booth. Joel gazed up at you with wonder in his eyes. He chuckled softly and shook his head at you. While you were gone the waitress had returned your card, and he slid it across the table to you. You grabbed it and put it away in your purse, then leaned onto your crossed arms on the table.

Joel listened attentively as you gave him the rundown of your last relationship. Similarly to what your dad had told him, you explained that your ex boyfriend cheated on you after dating him for two years. You caught him cheating on you with your best friend at the time. There wasn’t anything crazy about the story, just that you spent many sleepless nights crying yourself to sleep wondering what you could’ve done differently. You wondered if there was something wrong with you; you had given him your all just to be torn down entirely. Among many firsts with him, he was your first love and was the one to take your virginity. Since then, you’d avoided getting close with anyone romantically out of fear of getting hurt again.

“I went on a few dates in Chicago, but none of them really amounted to anything.” You said, your finger tracing the rim of your milkshake glass. “I didn’t want to waste anyone’s time in all honesty. My ex fucked me up pretty bad and I just wasn’t ready to commit to anyone. I’m glad I didn’t.”

“You’re glad you didn’t?” Joel questioned, furrowing his brows.

“Yeah, I don’t think that would’ve been fair to someone, you know? Me not being ready to commit and fighting my own insecurities shouldn’t have been anyone’s problem but my own.” You explained further.

“And how do you feel currently?”

You cleared your throat and averted your gaze around the restaurant as you thought. You bit your bottom lip as “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” by Queen began playing.

“I’m not sure if I’m being honest with you. I’m not entirely opposed to trying a relationship again, but I’m not going to actively go out and seek something. If it happens, it happens.” You said. “And you?”

“I think you explained it perfectly.” Joel said as he pulled his truck keys out of his pocket. “As much as I’d like to keep chatting, the night isn’t getting any younger and neither am I.”

The next day, you were working attentively in your makeshift office while Joel began tearing apart your bathroom. After your dinner the night prior, all you could think about was Joel. Your heart ached for him. You felt hopeful that he had enough trust for you to tell you about his past. You also felt more comfortable with him in general. It was comforting seeing a side to him that wasn’t abrasive and stand-off. You’d both had your tribulations with your romantic pasts, and it made you hopeful that just maybe there was a future for the both of you. You felt silly for even thinking there was a part of you that thought there was a possibility of you two being able to be together.

By noon you were finished with your work for the day, so you decided you could help Joel with the demolition. You stood from your desk, closing your laptop for the day after sending off your completed content. Suddenly, you got an idea. You remembered you brought your vintage camcorder, and this would be the perfect opportunity to use it. You could record the progress of your bathroom remodel and make a short video when it was all finished.

You entered your bedroom to the sound of Joel ripping apart the walls of your shower. You reached into one of the boxes you had yet to unpack and pulled out your camcorder. You turned it on, and walked over to the entryway of the bathroom, recording him. You admired the way his muscles flexed as he pried apart the paneling of the shower wall, exposing the bare wall behind it. He was sporting protective glasses and thick gloves. You watched as he leaned over in his jeans, the material pulling tight against his muscular legs. A smile tugged at your lips as Joel turned around, his breathing heavy.

“What are you doing?” He said winded, letting his hand with the crowbar fall slack to his side.

“Making a progress video.” You replied, zooming in on him with your camera. Joel fought back a smile, shaking his head at you.

You looked adorable standing there in your flowy sweatpants and off the shoulder sweater. Joel could tell you weren’t wearing a bra underneath, your nipples poking through the material. You looked so cuddly and he wanted nothing more than to halt working for the day so he could spend his time cuddled up next to you in your bed kissing every inch of your body.

You lowered the camera from your eyes, and turned it off. You tossed it on your bed, then turned back around to watch Joel for a moment. You leaned against the door frame and crossed your arms. Joel continued peeling the shower paneling off the wall, tossing the remnants into the tub behind him.

“Can I help you?” You asked. Joel turned to face you, his chest rising and falling, his breathing heavy.

“No need.” He said, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead.

“But I want to. I’m done with work for the day, it’s the least I could do.” You pleaded. Joel stared at you for a moment before finally reaching down to his tool bag, grabbing a spare pair of gloves and goggles.

“Here.” He said, holding out the gear for you to take. You grabbed them from him, carefully putting the goggles over the bridge of your nose, then sliding on the gloves.

“Do you see those tiles behind the paneling? I need you to break those off the wall.” Joel instructed. “Watch me.”

He brushed past you, rearing back his dominant hand with a hammer, striking the tiles with force, watching them crumble down into the shower basin. He stepped back to give you room to take.

“Your turn.” He said, gesturing for you to try.

You stepped forward, taking the hammer from his hand, clearing your throat. You wound your arm backwards, before hitting another tile. You didn’t hit it hard enough, as the tile didn’t budge. Joel approached you from behind, grabbing your hips, then snaking a hand around to lay flat against your belly. Your breath hitched in your throat, the touch planting goosebumps across your skin. Joel leaned down to your ear, his breath hot against your skin.

“Keep your abdominals tight. Twist your torso like this when you swing.” Joel said, using his hand to twist your hips backwards slightly, then twisting them back parallel with his own. Your back brushed against his chest. Your cheeks felt hot, and the air began to feel stuffy in the room.

Joel’s internal monologue was screaming at him to back away from you. Your body heat was radiating onto him, your hips pressed to his. Your sweet vanilla scent enveloped him, his eyes fluttering shut as he made a mental note to cherish this moment with you, for he didn’t know if he’d ever be this close to you again. Snapping out of his trance, Joel backed away from you, giving you room to try again at the tiles. Your cheeks were flushed and your skin was on fire. You knew you were pooling in your panties; you felt pathetic. The most innocent of touches and you completely and utterly in shambles.

You inhaled deeply, and did exactly what Joel told you to. You tightened your core muscles, and wound back to swing at the tiles, shattering two of them on impact. You smiled proudly, turning your head to gauge Joel’s reaction. A smile tugged at his lips, and he brushed his hand across your lower back.

“Amazing, sweetheart.” He said. His touch sent chills up your spine.

For the next hour, the both of you took swings at the tiles, knocking the rest of them off the wall. By the end, you were both sweaty and exhausted. You were starving by then, your stomach grumbling.

“Sounds like someone is hungry.” Joel observed ss he took off his gloves and glasses, tossing them in his tool bag. You mimicked his actions, placing yours adjacent to his.

“I haven’t eaten since this morning.” You admitted, running a hand through your hair to get it off your forehead. Joel noticed one of your hairs sticking up, so he reached up and gently fixed the hair, blending it in with the rest of your locks. You bit your lip and averted your gaze. The effect Joel had on you was insane. You felt like a swooning teenager again, like a ball of putty anytime he touched you.

“How about this: I planned on grilling tonight. Why don’t you come over and I’ll make you dinner.” Joel offered.

“That sounds amazing.” You smiled. “I’ll shower, then I’ll head over.”

Joel wondered if you’d touch yourself in the shower like you did the day before. The possibility aroused him immediately. He longed to shower with you, washing your hair and massaging your beautiful body for you.

“I guess I’ll see you in a little bit, darlin’.” Joel said, grabbing his phone and sliding it in his back pocket. Joel started to walk away, and you reached out to grab his arm to stop him. He turned to you with a look of confusion.

“Do you like scary movies?” You asked, keeping your hand on Joel’s wrist.

“I don’t mind them, why?” Joel questioned.

“I’ll bring a couple movies over and maybe we can have a movie night. I know I’ll have nothing to do tonight and I’m sure you get lonely over there by yourself.” You said. You wanted to be able to spend more time with him without raising any red flags or seeming desperate. You couldn’t help that all you wanted was to be around him.

“Sure, that sounds nice.” Joel said, glancing down at your hand on his skin, then giving the slightest trace of a smile on his lips. You smiled up at him, releasing his arm from your grip.

“See you there.”

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escapingpurgatory · 12 days ago

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my music collection a-z (by artist)

most of these were purchased second hand, or given to me by various family members. I've been building my collection for around 3 years, it takes time!

numbers/symbols

dare to be stupid by "weird al" yankovic (cd)

even worse by "weird al" yankovic (cd)

all eyez on me by 2pac (two cd)

arrival by abba (vinyl)

back in black by ac/dc (cd)

dirty deeds done dirt cheap by ac/dc (cd)

highway to hell by ac/dc (cd)

the razors edge by ac/dc (cd)

devil's got a new disguise: the very best of aerosmith (cd)

get a grip by aerosmith (cd)

permanent vacation by aerosmith (cd)

toys in the attic by aerosmith (cd)

classicks by alice cooper (cd)

dirt by alice in chains (cd)

facelift by alice in chains (cd)

greatest hits by alice in chains (cd)

among the living by anthrax (cd)

attack of the killer b's by anthrax (cd)

i'm the man by anthrax (cd)

persistence of time by anthrax (cd)

spreading the disease by anthrax (cd)

state of euphoria by anthrax

don't smile at me by billie eilish (opaque red vinyl)

happier than ever by billie eilish (double vinyl)

idolize yourself (the very best of billy idol) (cd)

52nd street by billy joel (vinyl)

glass houses by billy joel (cd)

greatest hits volume I & volume II by billy joel (cd)

storm front by billy joel (cd)

the essential billy joel (two cd)

don't say no by billy squier (cd)

the ultimate collection by black sabbath (two cd)

we sold our soul for rock n roll by black sabbath (cd)

back to back hits by blondie and pat benatar (cd)

cross road by bon jovi (cd)

crush by bon jovi (cd)

keep the faith by bon jovi (cd)

new jersey by bon jovi (cd)

slippery when wet by bon jovi (cd)

this ain't a love song by bon jovi (cd)

greatest hits by boston (cd)

born in the u.s.a. by bruce springsteen (cd)

nebraska by bruce springsteen (cd)

reckless by bryan adams (cd)

greatest hits by the cars (cd)

hiss spun by chelsea wolfe (cd)

greatest hits 1982-1989 by chicago (cd)

blood bunny by chloe moriondo (cd)

rabbit hearted by chloe moriondo (cd)

long cold winter by cinderella (cd)

night songs by cinderella (cd)

london calling by the clash (cd)

no need to argue by the cranberries (cd)

mixed up by the cure (cd)

danzig by danzig (cd)

the rise and fall of ziggy stardust and the spiders from mars by david bowie (vinyl)

adrenalize by def leppard (cd)

hysteria by def leppard (cd)

rocket by def leppard (cassette)

around the fur by deftones (cd)

violator by depeche mode (cd)

the last in line by dio (cd)

the sickness by disturbed (cd)

live in europe 1968 by the doors (vhs)

the best of the doors (two cd)

the best of the doors (vhs)

the doors by the doors (vinyl)

their greatest hits 1971-1975 by eagles (cd)

either/or by elliot smith (vinyl)

elton john's greatest hits (cassette)

elton john's greatest hits volume III, 1979-1987 (cd)

goodbye yellow brick road by elton john (cd and dvd box set)

honky château by elton john (cd)

rare masters by elton john (two cd)

fallen by evanescence (cd)

the open door by evanescence (cd)

wake me up when it's over by faster pussycat (cd)

firehouse by firehouse (cd)

rumours by fleetwood mac (cd)

the baddest of george thorogood and the destroyers (cd)

good times, bad times... ten years of godsmack (cd)

dookie by green day (cd)

insomniac by green day (cd)

nimrod by green day (cd)

appetite for destruction by guns n' roses

g n' r lies by guns n' roses (cd)

use your illusion I by guns n' roses (cd)

use your illusion II by guns n' roses (cd)

time flies... the best of huey lewis and the news (cd)

the number of the beast by iron maiden (cd)

golden waltzes from the blue room by jan garber and his orchestra (vinyl)

super hits by janis joplin (cd)

grace by jeff buckley (cd)

the ultimate experience by jimi hendrix (cd)

greatest hits by joan jett and the blackhearts (cd)

american fool by john "cougar" mellencamp (cd)

greatest hits by journey (cd)

revenge by kiss (cd)

smashes, thrashes, and hits by kiss (cd)

follow the leader by korn (red double vinyl)

greatest hits vol. 1 by korn (cd)

issues by korn (cd)

life is peachy by korn (cd)

mtv unplugged by korn (cd)

see you on the other side by korn (cd)

take a look in the mirror by korn (cd)

the fame by lady gaga (cd)

did you know that there's a tunnel under ocean blvd by lana del rey (hot pink double vinyl)

latter days: the best of led zeppelin volume 2 (cd)

led zeppelin by led zeppelin (cd)

remasters by led zeppelin (three cd)

untitled by led zeppelin (cd)

hybrid theory by linkin park (red vinyl)

meteora by linkin park (cd)

lita by lita ford (cassette)

split by lush (cd)

a tout le monde by megadeth (cd)

countdown to extinction by megadeth (cd)

cryptic writings by megadeth (cd)

killing is my business... and business is good! by megadeth (cd)

peace sells... but who's buying? by megadeth (remaster/remix) (cd)

peace sells... but who's buying? by megadeth (cd)

rust in peace by megadeth (cd)

so far, so good... so what! by megadeth (remaster/remix) (cd)

so far, so good... so what! by megadeth (cd)

...and justice for all by metallica (cd)

garage inc. by metallica (two cd)

kill 'em all by metallica (red vinyl)

live shit: binge and purge box set by metallica (three cd and three vhs tape)

load by metallica (cd)

master of puppets by metallica (cd)

master of puppets by metallics (brick red vinyl)

metallica by metallica (cd)

reload by metallica (cd)

ride the lightning by metallica (cd)

the $9.98 c.d. - garage days re-revisited by metallica (cd)

until it sleeps by metallica (cd)

s&m by metallica (two cd)

gross misconduct by m.o.d. (cd)

die die my darling by misfits (12" vinyl)

decade of decadence '81-'91 by mötley crüe (cd)

dr. feelgood by mötley crüe (cd)

girls, girls, girls by mötley crüe (cd)

shout at the devil by mötley crüe (cd)

theatre of pain by mötley crüe (cd)

the black parade by my chemical romance (cd)

the black parade by my chemical romance (grey double vinyl)

bleach by nirvana (vinyl)

from the muddy banks of wishkah by nirvana (cd)

icon by nirvana (cd)

in utero by nirvana (cd)

mtv unplugged in new york by nirvana (purple vinyl)

nevermind by nirvana (cd)

americana by the offspring (cd)

ixnay on the hombre by the offspring (cd)

smash by the offspring (cd)

no more tears by ozzy osbourne (cd)

the ozzman cometh by ozzy osbourne (cd)

cowboys from hell by pantera (cd)

vulgar display of power by pantera (cd)

ask the angels by patti smith (cd)

ten by pearl jam (cd)

vs. by pearl jam (cd)

solitude / solitaire by peter cetera (cd)

...hits by phil collins (cd)

a collection of great dance songs by pink floyd (cd)

the wall by pink floyd (two cd)

wish you were here by pink floyd (cd)

flesh & blood by poison (cd)

look what the cat dragged in by poison (cd)

open up and say... ahh! by poison (cd)

the hits 1 by prince (cd)

the hits 2 by prince (cd)

purple rain by prince and the revolution (cd)

greatest hits I II & III (the platinum collection) by queen (three cd)

winners take all by quiet riot (cd)

pablo honey by radiohead (cd)

ratt & roll 8191 by ratt (cd)

the hits by reo speedwagon (cd)

the second decade of rock and roll 1981 to 1991 by reo speedwagon (cd)

good girl gone bad by rihanna (cd)

hillbilly deluxe by rob zombie (cd)

the sinister urge by rob zombie (cd)

addiction volume I by robert palmer (cd)

hot rocks 1964-1971 by the rolling stones (two cd)

look sharp! by roxette (cd)

best of rockers 'n' ballads by scorpions (cd)

skid row by skid row (cd)

slave to the grind by skid row (cd)

iowa by slipknot (cd)

slipknot by slipknot (yellow vinyl)

vol 3: (the subliminal verses) by slipknot (cd)

the queen is dead by the smiths (vinyl)

badmotorfinger by soundgarden (cd)

core by stone temple pilots (cd)

purple by stone temple pilots (cd)

live at budokan by s.o.d. (cd)

sublime by sublime (cd)

temple of the dog by temple of the dog (cd)

dream walkin' by toby keith (cd)

how do you like me now?! by toby keith (cd)

pull my chain by toby keith (cd)

white tra$h with money by toby keith (cd)

full moon fever by tom petty (cd)

wildflowers by tom petty (cd)

V (most are various)

best of volume I by van halen (cd)

beavis and butt-head do america - original motion picture soundtrack (cd)

chef aid: the south park album (cd)

mtv: the first 1000 years: new wave (cd)

the beavis and butt-head experience (cd)

the twilight saga eclipse (original motion picture soundtrack) (cd)

the wedding singer (music from the motion picture) (cd)

twilight (original motion picture soundtrack) (cd)

contraband by velvet revolver (cd)

cherry pie by warrant (cd)

dirty rotten filthy stinking rich by warrant (cd)

astro-creep: 2000 (songs of love, destruction and other synthetic delusions of the electric head) by white zombie (cd)

la sexorcisto: devil music vol. 1 by white zombie (cd)

the late string quartets by mozart (five vinyls)

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 7 months ago

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Aerosmith – Sweet Emotion

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greensparty · 4 months ago

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Concert Review: Ringo Starr and His All-Starr Band

Wed. 9/18/24 @ Chevalier Theatre (Medford, MA)

Sir Ringo (center) and his All-Starr Band

What more can you say about Sir Ringo Starr? At 84, he is still an active musician and performer in his own right and not just the drummer for The Beatles who occasionally sang on select songs. I have been fortunate enough to cover not only The Beatles (most recently with the reissue of the Red and Blue albums late last year), but also Sir Ringo's solo output including 2019's What's My Name, 2022's EP3, 2023's Rewind Forward, and this year's Crooked Boy. I was lucky enough to see him live in 2010 on his 70th birthday where his old bandmate Paul McCartney came out for the encore and performed "Birthday" with him. For my second time seeing him in 2022 he was at the Boch Center and it blew me away to see someone in his 80s singing and drumming like he was in his 20s. At the very last minute, I got to cover Ringo Starr and His All-Starr Band's only MA show on a Fall tour in the same week I got to see Jane's Addiction and Pearl Jam. What a week!

All-Starr Band with their starry background

Over time it has become cool to poke fun at Sir Ringo, but his solo career is criminally underrated. As a member of The Beatles, he gets loads of respect, but as a solo artist he doesn’t get the recognition he deserves. He has to live up to the Fab Four and each of their solo careers, but he has actually made some great solo albums. In 1989, Starr toured with a supergroup Ringo Starr and His All-Starr Band. Each of the band members takes turns doing some of their hits in addition to backing Starr as he does his solo and Beatle hits. The line-up of the All-Starr Band has changed over the years, but the group is still going strong. This lineup features Toto's Steve Lukather (an All-Starr since 2012), Men at Work's Colin Hay (an All-Starr in 2003, 2008 and since 2018), Average White Band and Paul McCartney's band (in the late 80s/early 90s) Hamish Stuart (an All-Starr 2006-2008 and since 2018), David Lee Roth alum Gregg Bissonette (an All-Starr since 2008), Kansas and Toto alum Warren Ham (an All-Starr since 2014) and Aerosmith touring member Buck Johnson (newest All-Starr). The only difference in this lineup since I saw them in 2022 is that Edgar Winter wasn't there, Buck Johnson was filling in. Ringo did his solo hits "It Don't Come Easy", "I'm the Greatest", "Back Off Boogaloo", and "Photograph" as well as Beatle hits "Yellow Submarine", "Octopus's Garden", "I Wanna Be Your Man" and "With a Little Help From My Friends". He also did cover songs he's closely affiliated with like Carl Perkins' "Matchbox" (which The Beatles did in 1964), and The Shirelles' "Boys" (which The Beatles covered in 1963). Each member got their chance to shine too with Lukather singing Toto hits, Stuart doing Average White Band hits, and Hay doing Men at Work hits. Of all the non-Ringo / Beatle songs, I found the Men at Work hits to be the strongest.

Sir Ringo singing

Sir Ringo drumming

I don't know how much longer Sir Ringo is going to be touring and performing for, so any chance to see him is exciting. He sings lead and sometimes plays drums and he's a born entertainer! There is an element of a Vegas show vibe to this, but what's wrong with that? I do wish they'd incorporate some of Ringo's output since the 70s into set, but he's giving the audience what they want. This was my third time seeing the All-Starr Band and it was a blast. The first time is among my most legendary concert moments ever to get to see two Beatles onstage together. The second show I got to see in the same week as a Sir Paul concert. Bottom line: it's hard to compare to both of those concert experiences, but this was quite a show!

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duranduratulsa · 8 months ago

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On the turntable today...

Greatest Hits by Kenny Rogers (1980)

The Long Run by Eagles (1979)

Moving by Peter, Paul and Mary (1963)

Get Your Wings by Aerosmith (1974)

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theseimmortalsouls · 3 months ago

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Beautiful Losers: Jim Reid of The Jesus And Mary Chain’s Baker’s Dozen via Quietus

Eschewing what he sees as the wilful obscurity of previous Baker's Dozens, Jim Reid takes Daniel Dylan Wray through the 13 records that "chiselled out The Jesus And Mary Chain"

“I tried to be honest,” says Jim Reid, when I ask him if this collection of records has any kind of unifying theme. “I looked at a couple of other people’s lists and I think some people were just being deliberately obscure and I didn’t want to do that.”

Instead, what you have here are records that have been utterly, undeniably, and infinitely important to the life of the Jesus and Mary Chain man, who has just co-authored the acclaimed memoir, Never Understood, with his brother William Reid. “They may seem a bit obvious,” he adds. “But I guess the brief is records that shaped your life and, well, the records that shaped my life are not the ones that I discovered three weeks ago. These are the records that really did chisel out the Mary Chain. So while they may seem a bit obvious now, at the time that we discovered them they really weren’t.”

However, as our conversation carries on, Reid does begin to pick up on something. “There’s a bit of a theme, I’m just noticing,” he says, as we’re in the middle of chatting about The Pastels. “Looking at this list, it’s all bands that should have made it that never did.”

So, from proto-punk classics to unearthed 60s folk records via a CD he found in his bag with no recollection of how it got there, these are the records that have proved to be a vital road map for Jim Reid’s life.

New York Dolls - New York Dolls

I was first aware of the New York Dolls when they were on the Old Grey Whistle Test and I watched it and I thought it was great. At the time I was still really young and listening to the likes of Slade. What I remember about that performance was that it felt like somebody had snuck in and like they were about to get kicked out at any moment. I never watched the Whistle Test that much because every time I watched it, it just seemed like, ‘Oh my God, why are these guys playing this non-song for 25 minutes?’ And then occasionally you’d watch it, just to check that it was as shite as you remember, but on this occasion, I remember thinking, ‘Wow, this is like one of the bands I like.’

But I had forgotten all about them until punk rock. Every interview you read it was mentioning the New York Dolls, so it was like going back to troll through that. I remember when I first heard the Sex Pistols and it was like where did this music come from? I’ve never heard anything like it. And then when I heard the New York Dolls, I thought, ‘Oh, that’s where it came from.’ They are typical of everything we as the Mary Chain are into, it just seems like they’re the real deal. And then you get all these fucking idiots that come along that seem to get all the record sales. All the success seems to go to the wrong people, like Aerosmith and Kiss, when it should have gone to the fucking Dolls. They should have been playing stadiums, not these twats that wear this stupid fucking face makeup for Christ’s sake.

2. Iggy & The Stooges - Raw Power

I could have just as easily picked the first record but Raw Power, again, like the Dolls, everybody was referencing it in the punk movement and doing covers. The Pistols did ‘No Fun’. And you go back and you listen to these things, and it just was punk. It’s not like it was like punk, it was punk before punk existed. This is an album that plays like a greatest hits. You don’t want to lift the needle up. Every song could have been a single, and every song seemed to be better than anybody else’s music. Again, it’s like, why aren’t they huge? Iggy was just like God. I mean the cover of that record; I remember just staring at it in a record shop window and just thinking ‘Who the fuck is that?’ I would have bought that record just for the cover but it was just a great record anyway. Iggy was like Mick Jagger without the showbusiness.

3. The Pastels - Slow Summits

This record feels like where The Pastels were moving towards for a while. They’d always had great songs but the productions could sometimes be a bit lo-fi and scratchy, which I also love, but by this record they had kind of got into a groove. And it wasn’t just great songs. It was like a great performance of great songs. It was something that they hinted at before, but it all just seemed to come together here. The Pastels are another one of those bands that really should have been huge. On planet Jimbo, if I could run the world, this would be the music that would be pumping out the radio, instead of the shite that was at the time [this record came out]. Also, it’s not expected for an album as late in their career to be this great. An awful lot of bands don’t get better with age but with The Pastels the standard stays high. I love that.

4. Suicide - Suicide

It's one of those records, if you’ve never heard it before and you played it to somebody and said, ‘When was this released?’ They’d probably think it was now. It was decades ahead of its time. I mean, that’s probably the wrong way to look at it, as it just doesn’t sound like anybody else. Most records, you can pick them apart, and be like ‘Oh, that bit reminds me of The Stooges or The Beatles, or what have you’, but with Suicide, when you hear that record, you have no idea where this came from. You don’t know where the reference points are because there seem to be none. And that’s kind of almost unheard of in music. It’s like it’s from another planet and you treasure it because it feels like this little nugget that you found.

5. Siouxsie And The Banshees - The Scream

By the end of punk, it was kind of like, what comes next? And nobody knew. There was a bit at the beginning of 1978 where you were thinking punk had run its course, so what do we do now? There were a couple of bands that led the way, and the Banshees were one of those. This record, you can hear that it came out of the punk movement, but it moves on, whereas hardly anybody else did. It was like punk, but different. Punk attitude, but not a punk sound. The guitar just sounded incredible. It was like, how is he doing that? And those two guys, Kenny Morris and John McKay, when they left the Banshees were still a great band but I think that they should have done whatever it took to keep those guys in the band. [Morris] was a great guitar player, he was just so inspired.

6. Joy Division - Unknown Pleasures

The first time we saw them was on this program Something Else, a teenage youth program or something, which was generally pretty shite, but they had occasionally good bands on it. We’d never heard Joy Division and we watched that performance on that TV show, and it was like, fuck. It was like what I imagine if you’re a kid and you see The Doors for the first time or something. We were just knocked out and we went to see them shortly after that at the Glasgow Apollo. It was them and the Buzzcocks but everybody, and I’m talking about everybody, was there to see Joy Division. Fucking jaws dropped when they came on. And the poor Buzzcocks were great but they couldn’t follow it. It was so intense. If I’m being totally honest, when I first heard the record I felt as though they could have done with those live rough edges on it a bit more but I just love the record now for what it is. I’ve lived with this record for so long that I can’t imagine it any other way.

7. Subway Sect - We Oppose All Rock & Roll

This is the only compilation on here but it’s because The Subway Sect never made that record that they should have made. There was a point during the punk times where I always felt the Subway Sect were going to be the next big thing. They seemed primed to be the future, the next big thing, and then they went away to make an album and it just took too long at a time when everything seemed to be: what’s going to happen in the next five minutes? They left people waiting too long and everybody forgot about them by the time they came back music had moved on. When they came back it was quite literally a different band. But on his compilation, you get as close to what I consider to be that classic Subway Sect album that never came out. There are four tracks here that were recorded for a Peel Session, and they’re just fantastic, along with the first two amazing singles.

8. The Saints - (I’m) Stranded

Of all the places for one of the best bands to come from, it’s Brisbane, Australia. And they were doing it way before anybody else. They were playing live in like, ‘73. They were just an amazing band. Sort of like the Australian version of the Ramones but they didn’t look the part. I remember at the time thinking, those guys need to go to the barber. But that’s how shallow a lot of people were about bands at the time and they didn’t get the recognition they deserved. And I feel it was because of the way they looked. Never was a more punky record made but for some reason, well, for the reasons I’ve just said, they were criminally overlooked. I’d love to have seen them live but never did.

9. The Cobbs - Trophies For Lovemaking!

They were originally called Ty Cobb, named after an American baseball player. I did a late 90s tour of America with my band Free Heat but it was more of a fucking drink and drugs tour of America than a rock and roll tour. We played a gig in Philadelphia and we hung around after the gig and went out for dinner with some people but I was totally fucking wasted. I don’t remember any of it. But I got back home after the tour and I found this CD in my luggage and it was this album before it ever came out. I played it, and I was like, ‘Fucking hell, who’s this band?’ Ben, who was in Free Heat, was my lodger at the time, and he was like, ‘That was those people we went out for dinner with in Philadelphia. Don’t you remember?’ I couldn’t remember any of it and I called him up because the number was on the CD. I said, ‘Your record’s great’. I expected that they were going to be huge any moment and it just never seemed to come together for them. They made some records under the name of Mad Action and I don’t know why it never happened for them because they’re one of the best bands I’ve ever heard. I think it’s all home recorded and I’m a sucker for lo-fi, I can’t get enough of it.

10. Mark Lanegan - Bubblegum

Mark was playing in London and he asked if Free Heat would support him, and at the time I wasn’t really that aware of who he was or any music that he’d made. He sent over this CD and I was like, ‘Fucking hell, this is amazing.’ And we didn’t do the gig because I was in a bad way at the time. I was totally off my tits all the time. And I just felt as if I went out there and played, I would make an absolute twat of myself. Free Heat had kind of disintegrated a bit, and me and Ben thought about doing it for about five minutes and just thought we were in no shape to do anything, so we turned it down. But I’d loved to have done it. if I was in better shape, I probably would have. It’s got loads of songs on it and every one plays like a single. You don’t get enough records like that. It’s just like a greatest hits record.

11. The Beatles - Revolver

All the others I’ve picked are almost like beautiful losers and The Beatles are the only winners here. We always loved The Beatles, me and William. Everybody goes on about Sgt. Peppers… but fuck that, this is the one that everybody should go on about. This changed music forever I feel. And it’s just bizarre to think this was three years after With The Beatles. To hear stuff like ‘Tomorrow Never Knows’, it’s mental it came three years after ‘I Wanna Be Your Man’. I loved punk rock but it didn’t exclude everything else. I felt that the people who took to punk like that were seeing it all the wrong way. Punk was to open doors, not to close doors, and we loved The Beatles before we loved punk. It wasn’t like overnight you chuck all your old records away. That would have been utterly moronic. This album just morphed into something that nobody could have predicted. I think music changed overnight because of it.

12. Vashti Bunyan - Just Another Diamond Day

She was a name that I’d heard but didn’t really know anything about for years. It might have even been through a song on an advert in the noughties or something like that that I first heard her music. I don’t remember. But I totally got it on the reissue. Then I read an interview or a review and it was telling the story about how she nearly made it in the 60s and this record came out and nobody gave a fuck about it at the time. But copies were selling on eBay for thousands of pounds. I thought, ‘What an interesting story.’ I heard the song ‘Diamond Day’, thought ‘That sounds great,’ and I went out and bought the album and I absolutely loved it. And the compilation that came out of all of her 60s stuff as well. She’s extremely talented.

13. The Velvet Underground & Nico - The Velvet Underground & Nico

I could have picked any Velvet Underground record. Anything that’s got The Velvet Underground written on it, you must play. That would be my advice to the youth of today. They’re like the indie Beatles. They’re culturally as important as The Beatles. How many bands have started because of the Velvets? And the way they looked in 66/67 was it. That was how all indie bands were going to look forever after that. And the music was just so fucking amazingly uncompromising. I mean, to sing a song like ‘Heroin’ in 1967, it’s just incredible. Glorifying drugs, glamorising drugs. These people took smack, so why not sing about it? Then just the fact that that’s on the same album as ‘I’ll Be Your Mirror’ and ‘Sunday Morning’ is just astounding. The whole idea of the Factory scene just seemed to us to be absurdly glamorous. I’ve always felt that pop music could be too saccharine at times, and that people ought to take a lot more chances than they appear to. And I think The Velvet Underground was a band that just didn’t give a shit what anybody had to say about what they were singing about. The subject matter was just something that people didn’t do at that time. It was light years ahead of everything else. The Velvets and the Stooges were just like a road map. It was like we were receiving little signals from a parallel universe in the shape of Velvet Underground records.

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