
Well, it turns out that Leslieville is ground zero for bullshit hippie capitalists. And also: Starbucks' gentrification rays are bona fide 5real. Proof positive = the record stores out there no longer have dollar bins. No, they've replaced them with "two buck bins". I feel dirty just typing that. STRIKE OUT.
So a couple of hours before DJ on a Dime, I end up at She Said Boom on College Street. And they've got a tonne of dollar bins, so we're good. Maybe a little too good - trying to pull together a cohesive set with so many options is a bit daunting. Latin instrumental set? Country crooner set? Misinformed 60s neo-conservative pop set? Naive 80s carpet sample new wave set?
Part of me is really tempted to fly by the seat of my pants and blindly pick a bunch of the 12" house singles. But I lose my nerve and decide to play it safe with known quantities.
So I spend about an hour combing through the bins and I pull out maybe 40 records that I can work with and then just start whittling them down into some sort of unified collection. The first "in" was this double-record called "The Hit Singles" which featured all of the singles that CBS would release in 1987. We're talking Kenny Loggins, Miami Sound Machine, The Stranglers, Boston (yes, "More Than a Feeling" was on it), and oh yeah a little someone called Eddie Money. Shit. This thing is going to be EASY STREET.

When I got to the counter, the cashier informed me that somebody had already combed over the collection for DJ on a Dime a couple of days earlier. (Fuck man. I'll get you, MATT!!!)
So it turns out that $10 can buy you a decent 45-minute set. My set went off pretty much as I had planned, but there were some amazing discoveries - scrambling to mix something between Hit Singles, I ended up milking Dance Aerobics for a bunch of songs. Most notably was a song entitled "Stars on 45" - which was, inexplicably, a medley of one-minute snippets of Beatles songs covered by a disco band. BIG HIT. Oh, and a quick internet scan revealed that I lucked out with the Zamfir record - KILL BILL lovingly sampled the plaintiff pan-flute sounds of "The Lonely Shepherd".
Bonus: After I played "I Was Made For Loving You", somebody offered me $10 for that record alone. But I couldn't part with it.
Oh, and it turns out that the second DJ of the night - Matt - had made some WICKED scores at She Said Boom before me. He managed to pick up some fantastic K-Tel funk compilations. One smooth set, that dude.

ANYWAY COME OUT NEXT TIME.