Assuming Mrs. Hartha is "gone" as well (they're our records, technically), my son will probably cherry pick the titles he doesn't already own, and the rest will probably be sold off on Discogs or some such.
Not that any of this is really important. There's something strangely narcissistic about pondering what will become of your trivial material possessions (and they are trivial) after you're "gone".
Now, my guitar collection is another matter altogether...
I liked your old avatard better.
Ask any musician/band about STeVE. Many of them would answer: Who the hell are them?
Regarding Ram, got to say I like Ram a lot. No, that's not true. I used to like it a lot, before I was exposed to such relentless, gushing Beatarditry about this record. Now what I really want is something similar to the excerpt in Annie Hall when Allen brings out Marshall Marshall Mcluhan to shut up a pretentious idiot in a cinema queue. I want to bring on Roy Carr and Tony Tyler into SHF when they start banging on about Ram, once again. "it would be naive to have expected the McCartneys to produce anything other than a mediocre record ... Grisly though this was, McCartney was to sink lower before rescuing his credibility late in 1973" Thank you Roy and Tony!
The Carr-Tyler book was the first book on the Beatles' records I ever read (as it was about the only Beatles-related book in the school library).
Their review for Ram was pretty accurate, and another contemporary one I've read compares that album to a chocolate Easter egg – sweet and tasty on the outside, but hollow so it crumbles away once you bite into it.
Either way, I still cannot fathom the SHite esteem for Ram. Looking at its track listing now, there are maybe three or four songs I actually like. And a couple rate among the worst shit McCartney has ever recorded.
You are Sid? I thought you were one of the most interesting, witty and sanguine poaters (from my limited time on there). I'm beginning to see SHF as mimicking other life situations... like a company where the interesting people leave or are pushed, while mediocrity crawls its way to the top. In Hoffa's forum's case I'm not sure what part of Steve's inner sanctum they're crawling towards or if they're just proliferating.
I had one of the Gorts nuke my account about a month ago. I've resolved to reduce my exposure to/participation in internet garbage, especially sites that spread misinformation. And that site is one of the worst offenders.
Ram is alright, though I can't remember the last time I made it to side two. My son is more of an early Stones guy, so when I die I'm pretty sure my Macca and Beatles LPs will go to discogs to finance some random Psych/Garage titles. Sounds fair to me.
Will my pony recognize my voice in hell? Will he still be blind or do they go by smell? Will you promise me not to rest me out at sea? But on a fier-y river boat that's rickety...
I'll never understand why anybody would choose to listen to any solo Beatle LP. They have less to do with artistic integrity than being a means of funding various booze and drug habits. If our rock 'n' roll boys had collectively died when the White Album was released, they'd have left behind a near-perfect back catalogue and would have all been martyrs to boot.
I'm starting to think the true genius of the group was Brian fucking Epstein.