The craziest thing about vinyl has to be how "vinyl mania" hit so **** hard and fast over the past few years. As recently as 2009/2010 there were a handful of guys at my regular few flea markets scouting the albums (including myself).
Now, in-thje-wild albums are the surest way to get a group of shoulder-to-shoulder buyers and *everything* is pummeled down to the Pete Fountain and Johnny Mathis. Like, not 10 years ago you could've stood vinyl in the trash and it would've been a coinflip if anyone would bother to stop and look through it. Now? Insanity.
I beat my collection down to three rows of 5' (about half) since there was just a lot I wasn't listening to, couldn't forsee myself ever putting in the rotation and frankly, after a growth period in my life, came to realize just how hoarder'ish 'collecting' can become if it goes unchecked and you start acquiring for acquisitions sake. A lot of it was stuff from bulk-purcahses and collection buys, back when you could get a collection of 200-400 unpicked albums from the 60's-80's for $20, $30, $40 a load.
The bad news, the good old days of in-the-wild vinyl are completely over; another cool interest {censored}ted up by hipsters, dbags and trendistas.