EYE ON EBAY----Overcooked indie from East Anglia

One wonders if the sole bidder of this item knew the legendary Potting Sheds featured on this comp, pleasantly named Burn It To A Crisp, a practice witches suffered at the hands of suspicious yokels in East Anglia, oh, only several decades back. Subtitled A Taste Of The Norfolk and North Suffolk Indie Scene because hey, "we wouldn't want any of those talentless South Suffolk sorts spoiling our buzz with their inferior indie", it is liberally littered with inferior indie. At the time though, circa 1990, this probably had pre-grunge kids yelling insults and bragging about Insanglia (as opposed to Madchester) across the fens as the rest of England took a giant-sized E and floundered on the dancefloor like a broken Bez. Sold for £4.99, about what I paid for it.

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TURNTABLE REVOLUTION TOP 20 april 25

1 Starlets : Give My Regards To Betty Ford
2 Youth Group : Sorry
3 Jeremiahs : Wipe Away Your Tears
4 Sundress : Waiting
5 Starlets : Happy Camper
6 Black Kids : I'm Not Gonna Teach You How To Dance...
7 MIA : Paper Planes
8 James Dean Driving Experience : Dean's 11th Dream
9 Inflatable Boy Clams : Skeletons
10 Wave Pictures : I Love You Like A Madman
11 Wake The President : Remember Fun?
12 Youth Group : Catching And Killing
13 Alphabeat : Fascination
14 Potting Sheds : Happy Again
15 Youth Group : Forever Young
16 Girls Aloud : Can't Speak French
17 Kings Have Long Arms with Candie Payne : Big Umbrella
18 Amazing Space Frogs : (I'm Into) Necrophilia
19 Hit Parade : Autobiography
20 Los Campesinos : Death To Los Campesinos

Green numbers indicate new entries.

WHAT I WON EBAY

Having received two amazing indiepop cd compilations from a fellow collector in Canada I felt I had no choice but to bid for one of the bands featured thereon. Late last year I won a Potting Sheds 7" and their East Anglian Inspiral Carpetishness seduced me. The 12" appeared on ebay about a week after I received the two cd comps and I was prepared for rampant bidding. Indeed some familiar names laid down their money but only one sent waves of anxiety pulsating through me; his name, Atichon. We've traded cyber blows before and we've both experienced fabulous financial outlay due to the unchecked enthusiasm of the other. It was a cordial battle and neither of us harassed the other into parting with an avalanche of coinage. Well, the final total fell far short of three figures.