The shelves are groaning under the weight of vinyl, and there is no more room in left Smoker Mansions for records. So I am going to stop buying, right? WRONG!

The time has finally come to thin out some lesser-heard discs from the dustier reaches of the archive and send them to be enjoyed in new homes. Hear a bunch of uncomped obscurities on orignal 45s from the trades and for-sale box this week.