4 Rare 80s Albums -part 164- Rock- Alternative May 2026
Unlike the aggressive rarity of the previous entries, Plastic Harbour is rare because it was simply ignored. Voss pressed 200 copies on her own “Seal Pup” label, sold 50 at local craft fairs, and then moved to a farm without a forwarding address. The album’s influence, however, is outsized. It is a precursor to the “sadcore” and slowcore movements of the 1990s (Red House Painters, Codeine). Listening to it today, one hears the blueprint for an entire genre of introspective, wounded alternative rock. A pristine copy sold for $4,000 USD in 2022, not as an investment, but as a pilgrimage.
The album’s rarity stems from a tragic manufacturing error: of the 1,000 vinyl copies pressed, 980 were warped due to a heatwave during storage in a non-air-conditioned warehouse. Only a handful of flat, playable copies exist. Musically, it is a touchstone. You can hear the embryonic DNA of Pavement’s slacker drawl and Neutral Milk Hotel’s carnival-baroque arrangements. For collectors of American underground rock, Television’s Corpse is the holy grail—a perfect, broken mirror reflecting the heartland’s disillusionment with the Reagan era. 4 Rare 80s Albums -Part 164- Rock- Alternative
Part 164 of this series reminds us that the 1980s were not just a decade of synthesizers and hairspray; they were a vast archipelago of small, passionate communities making art in the margins. These four albums are rare because they are intimate—messages in bottles thrown from the decks of sinking post-punk ships. For the listener fortunate enough to hear them (even via a digitized bootleg), they offer something that mainstream rock rarely dares: the sound of pure, uncommodified human expression, hiss and all. They are not lost classics; they are found treasures. Unlike the aggressive rarity of the previous entries,
West Berlin in 1987 was an island of creative nihilism, surrounded by the Wall. Flughafen (“Airport”) was a trio of sound sculptors who rejected traditional rock structures in favor of what they called “industrielle Sehnsucht” (industrial longing). Their sole LP, Stahl und Samt (Steel and Velvet), is a monstrous hybrid: heavy metal distortion welded to the rhythmic clatter of found objects (typewriters, steel pipes) and mournful, ethereal vocals sung in fractured German and English. It is a precursor to the “sadcore” and
