Natalie Imbruglia's
Firebird. A brilliant album and stunningly presented, but with three copies returned already, I thought I'd try from the official website and that version was even worse.
It's by no means confined to one artist/shop or to old/new/reissued or to definitions of 'mint' or not. I tried four times for Alison Moyet's first two LP's on vinyl (both old and recently reissued versions) before giving up, the same with Anita Baker, and Pet Shop Boys and so on.
The only LP's I've had in recent years that are actually playable are a lightly grubby copy of
The Martyr Mantra's c/o discogs, the reissued
The First Of A Million Kisses and the new Tears For Fears LP. The latter two on beautiful pink vinyl, so perhaps pink wins the day! Interestingly perhaps, the
Now Yearbooks also play perfectly.
Listening to music stops being a pleasurable experience when I'm on tenterhooks, anxiously awaiting a skip, and preparing myself for another trip to town to return something that should never have got beyond quality control (am guessing there's no such thing these days). The vinyl market may be booming, but as a player of vinyl, it's an increasingly disheartening, frustrating, wasteful experience.