Bringing Vinyl Back (Again) and A New Shop Category

You'd pretty much have to be living under a rock for the last two weeks to not know that I've (once again) brought vinyl records back to the Etsy Shop. And I'm not afraid to say that it was purely out of necessity, and no other reason. Desperate times, desperate measures my friends. The records I have been listing come straight from my personal collection, and will continue until I am out of the woods financially. It just may take near all of my collection, but you do what you gotta do...

As a micro business, it's important to change things up, take risks, try different tactics. And over the last 16 years, I think (for the most part) I've been pretty good about that. Some things work, others do not. It's all part of the deal. But I never thought that when I began selling records over 10 years ago, they would cling to me for dear life, despite my trying to stop selling them multiple times. Do not misunderstand, I love selling records and have gotten rather good at dealing in them. But there was a time when I got really burnt out. Proper shipping supplies are so damn expensive and despite my best efforts, there is always a chance of damage while in the all-too-often careless hands of the USPS. Also thanks to the USPS' ever-increasing shipping costs, it's now rare that I have an International sale, when it used to make up a solid 25% of my buyers. That is a HUGE loss. All of these things combined with the virtual over saturation of reissues, and everyone and their mother seemingly selling records, I'd just figured my time was up.

I know this will make a lot of my old JustCoolRecords customers very happy, if indeed there are any of you left out there who even read this here blog. And, I have to admit, it makes me happy to bring them back in full force too, for many reasons, but mainly because they look so damn good in the shop. I guess you could say I'm once again throwing caution to the wind by combining my love for books and records into one shop. Combining products are not always in the best interest of sellers with shops in a specific niche. Then again, I have never been one to always follow the rules, and to break them when it suits my needs.

So if you're a fellow vinyl junkie, be sure to bookmark the shop because I am currently listing new records roughly three times a week. If it's easier to keep up via social media, you can always follow me on Instagram @lacreeperie and/or on Twitter @lacreeperie2.

 In addition to records, I have also added a brand new shop category: Arts / Music / Photography Books. Things tend to get lost in the Pop Culture section, and I've been wanting to carry more music biographies and arty type books with big, glossy photos. This also makes me very happy to include in the shop, and another facet of what I would have had in my vinyl shop years ago. But as I say, rules be damned, I sell what I want.

I hope you'll have a peek at the newest incarnation of LaCreeperie, I promise it will never be boring. In fact, I have another idea or two for more new categories brewing in my crazy head at the moment, so stay tuned to see what materializes.

Triple Movie Mini-Reviews #7 - True Crime Edition: Sins of the Mother / Deadly Intentions / The Rideout Case

It seems we are in a true crime boom at the moment, and although I do not want to glorify the evil things humans do to each other, I recently watched a whole slew of made-for-TV movies all based on true crime stories, and wanted to share some of the these gems with you, as they all contain familiar faces and may have slipped under your radar. There are so many based-on-a-true-story films to be seen, it will take an eternity to see them all. Here we go...


Based on the book Son by Jack Olsen, telling the true story of the well-to-do Coe family in Spokane, Washington whose son Kevin was convicted of a string of brutal rapes. What's most difficult is trying to decide who is worse; the son, played here by Dale Midkiff, or the mother played brilliantly and chillingly by Elizabeth Montgomery. Vicious, downright VICIOUS I tell you!

If there's even a grain of truth in how incompetently the police handled this case, my heart breaks for the victims and their families. The flippancy that is used in the film around the issue of rape is absolutely shocking--but not just from the police chief, from The Mother. A delicate subject, to be sure, but a valid point is made here about our history.

For those with sensitivity toward the visuals of rape, you need not worry. All violent scenes are very short and show only what is absolutely necessary to get the point across. In this case, it's all about what you don't see.


Twisted, insidious insanity HOLY CRAP! One thing I really appreciate about films from the past are their subtleties--every dramatic scene is not brutally slammed into our faces the way they are today. In some ways, what you might imagine is even more disturbing.

This is a story based on the book of the same name by William Randolph Stevens about a sometimes demented Doctor husband, played by the usually lovable Michael Biehn and his naive but well-meaning wife played by Madolyn Smith. The wonderful Cloris Leachman is the wicked mother, but we don't see the full extent of her evilness until over halfway through the film (which, by the way is a whopping 3 hours and 20 minutes in length).

The Doctor delights in taking photographs of his wife in her most terrified moments, only to watch them on slides while giggling maniacally to himself in the attic. This is probably his most benign act. And it doesn't stop there. Yep.


Ok, I'll admit I was reluctant to include a second film involving rape, but there are no brutal visuals shown here. I couldn't resist this obscure gem with both Linda Hamilton and Mickey Rourke. Even though it's a bit gritty and of its time, both play their parts so effectively, years before the height of either actor's stardom. There are several other familiar faces in this made for TV film, my favorite being fabulous character actress Conchata Ferrell.

Without getting too heavy, it's interesting to note that when the real case occurred in 1978, a man couldn't be arrested and convicted of raping his own wife. Also interesting is that as recent as 2016, the real John Rideout went back on trial for raping two more women. Old habits die hard.

In today's #metoo climate, this film is really important because the incident broke new ground at the time, and incited a new law, one that is now upheld in every state in the US. According to Mrs. Rideout, the film's depiction of her case was very accurate. One can only hope that someday we'll see these kinds of incidences as barbaric and unheard of in future times.