The high point of our collection? Honestly, my taste in music is either too bubblegum mainstream to be of any value (Live; Throwing Copper = 1 cent) or too esoteric to be of any interest to anyone but me (witness several of my CDs cut by friends). But the two of the most value were absolute surprises to me. The most valuable is Tubby the Tuba, valued at $85. Eighty-five bucks! For a kid's CD. Granted, it's a wonderful enough kid's CD that one of my children is named for one of the characters on it, but still...Now if I could only find that record with "Plunk your magic twanger, froggy" I'd be rich.
The second most valuable at $70 is Tiny Tim's "Songs of an Impotent Troubador." For years now, my parents have combed the earth for stuff that's made them say "What the hell is this? Well, whatever it is, we'll give it to junglemonkee for her birthday/Christmas/Easter/Mother's Day/St. Swithen's Day." This particular CD is one of those things. I looked at it when I unwrapped it and thought "What the hell?" Then I listened to it, and it was one of those things that's hilarious while being full of the most poignant kind of pathos. Just think about what's it's like to be Tiny Tim. Okay, no, don't do that, I'm sorry, I was only joking. You can stop rocking back and forth, clutching your genitals and sucking your thumb. I didn't mean it.
So, if for nothing else, Delicious Library has been good for discovering that if I ever need to make rent, I can liquidate my amazing CD collection.