Every Memorial Day weekend we travel upstate to a remote section of the Catskills to be with family, eat lots of barbecue (and pasta, you can’t escape Italian tradition when you’re outnumbered 20 to 1 up there) and celebrate my son’s birthday. The one other thing I do is make my annual trip to my favorite local record shops, Spike’s Record Rack and John Doe Records. Despite a wishlist on Discogs a mile long, I never go in with any set plan; I just browse around until things catch my eye. So this is the pickup, but be warned: two of the albums are actually “2 for 1” compilations that sound fantastic which means what looks like five is actually seven albums. If I did my math right. Which is debatable. Regardless, let’s get into it.