ThereÁ¢€™s always laughter and the obligatory Á¢€Å“I canÁ¢€™t believe I liked himÁ¢€ comment these days (not that he comes up in conversation that often, mind you). I donÁ¢€™t know if IÁ¢€™ve ever heard anyone talk about him like he was a serious artist. I mean, between him and Stevie B, they had the male corner of the late-’80s freestyle movement covered, but that also led Dino to be one of the cheesiest artists of the decade. Á¢€Å“LovinÁ¢€™ the Night AwayÁ¢€ - 1981, #45 (download)Ī pretty generic slab of adult-contemporary rock, this was the only hit the Dillman Band had. Here I am talking about Neil Diamond like I have some sort of man crush on him, and yet I also get the Á¢€Å“youÁ¢€™re a douchebagÁ¢€ stare at parties when IÁ¢€™m the only person who doesnÁ¢€™t sing along to Á¢€Å“Sweet Caroline.Á¢€ Maybe someone should sing along to Á¢€Å“Headed for the FutureÁ¢€ with me instead! If you listen to no other song in this week’s post, I implore you to choose Á¢€Å“Headed for the Future” - it will brighten your day! It just barely missed my “Top 80 of the Á¢€Ëœ80s” album list, and no, IÁ¢€™m not kidding at all. I donÁ¢€™t understand how someone couldn’t love the epic-ness of Á¢€Å“Turn Around.” And I absolutely know IÁ¢€™m in the minority with this one, but I just go crazy for his Headed for the Future album from 1986. I have his 12 Á¢€Ëœ80s hits on my iPod, and every now and then I lay on the couch, shut my eyes, and enjoy the soothing sounds of Neil. There are a lot of people who either really love Neil Diamond or really hate Neil Diamond, and both camps are adamant about their reasons for feeling the way they do. On DiamondÁ¢€™s website you’ll find one extremely over-the-top bio detailing every step of his career, including the list of music he’s produced, which frankly just isn’t that impressive.

I canÁ¢€™t fathom how or why radio stations played this song enough for it to chart on the Hot 100. Á¢€Å“Theme from Raging Bull (Cavalleria Rusticana)Á¢€ - 1981, #82 (download) Geils Band, YouÁ¢€™re GettingÁ¢€™ Even, While IÁ¢€™m GettinÁ¢€™ Odd So the next time someone asks me whatÁ¢€™s the Á¢€Å“most valuableÁ¢€ piece of my collection, I guess I should answer, Á¢€Å“All of itÁ¢€ (which of course is the lamest answer I could possibly give). One day IÁ¢€™m going to sell it off, and then IÁ¢€™ll really see what itÁ¢€™s worth to own way too much Peabo Bryson music, but until then IÁ¢€™ll keep lovinÁ¢€™ the Stryper picture disc simply because itÁ¢€™s mine. These are the pieces of my collection that are valuable to me. I get endless conversations out of the men-hugging-each-other cover of AmbrosiaÁ¢€™s One Eighty, and Scott BaioÁ¢€™s 1982 debut gives me nightmares. I own Alyssa Milano’s first album (1989’s Look in My Heart), and having Frank Stallone‘s self-titled disc brings me much joy. I own Á¢€Å“Dance Baby,Á¢€ the 1983 single from Alfonso Ribeiro, aka Carlton on The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. Of course, thatÁ¢€™s Baseball America talking. I own 19 different versions of Á¢€Å“TalkinÁ¢€™ BaseballÁ¢€ by Terry Cashman, and Baseball America values them at up to $50 apiece.

Granted, if I ever get that elusive Shamus MÁ¢€™Cool 45 my collection will jump tremendously in value, but for now it contains just what I think is cool.Á‚ And in case you’re wondering how I define “cool” … IÁ¢€™m not the first collector to say this and I certainly wonÁ¢€™t be the last, but there is no part of my collection that IÁ¢€™ve been working on in order to turn a profit. I mean, I know which of my albums and 45s are rare, and certainly I know some pieces are worth some kind of money, but for me any sort of “value” comes from just having that particular hole filled in my collection. ItÁ¢€™s a question IÁ¢€™ve always had a hard time answering, because I have no idea if anything in my collection is worth money. The other day someone asked me what the Á¢€Å“most valuableÁ¢€ record in my collection is.

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