Pritchard Auctions from Space

Auctions are the absolute strangest place on earth. I am convinced they must have originated on another planet, most likely being Tatooine, which is why everyone who attends them has multiple tentacles growing out of their face.

Myself, Tyler, Ben and our weirdo mutant friend Jeff went to a musical instrument auction on Saturday. We went because we heard that on the first day of the auction all sorts of great deals were had. The second day, being the one that we went to was less than impressive. We immediately saw people walking away from the auction building back to their vehicles with looks of disappointment on their face and we figured out why when we got inside. No custom shop telecaster's, no 1970's Marshall Plexi's and no Gibson TV Yellow DC's!

The place itself was strange enough, it was an old barn that had a finished inside, complete with some old movie theater seats. There was junk piled everywhere, all around. The first thing that caught my eye was a crossbow. I bid on it later in the day, but lost. Fuck. We walked around the room and sifted through piles and piles of shit. Just complete utter garbage. Some of which we bought later. The people, oh man, the people that attend these things are out of this world. I would say you could safely generalize by saying there were 3 different kinds of people there. There was the broke ass musician who read about it on a message board and wanted to come buy some Traynor tube heads. There was the fat rich asshole from Toronto which a gear collection containing 4 of everything, in 6 different colours. Then there was the dude who didn't know fuck all about gear but just loved auctions.

There was really nothing that cool left and we didn't really get too many useful things. Between the 4 of use we purchased the following: An unloaded Traynor 4x12 tower, an unloaded bass bin, a tube tester, a life sized "Krusty the Clown" doll, an adult size tricycle, a 30's pump organ, a 60's drum kit, 20 broken guitar cases, a bike and an acoutic guitar. Not including the drums which were $200 because they were pretty much the only legitimate piece of music equipment there, we spent about $150. Overall it was a fun day. Me and Tyler got coffees, well he got peach juice, and drove around in farm country for a while rocking our own CD.

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