
This Saturday, April 19th, has been designated as RECORD STORE DAY. (Insert cricket sounds here.) Don't tell me you haven't heard about Record Store Day? Well let me kick down some knowledge to you. On this day, independent record stores (and by independent I mean the opposite of the large, chain stores such as Best Buy, Target and Wal-Mart) around the country will come together and celebrate the beauty, culture and uniqueness that is the local record shop. Participating stores will have special promotions, give-aways and in-store performances through out the day. Ask yourself, when was the last time you visited a record store? And as you scratch your head and jog your memory, click here for more information and participating stores. That was the informative portion of this entry. Here are my thoughts on why I will (and you should too) visit a record shop this Saturday. But before I begin, let me make a few things clear to you young whipper-snappers. Yes, I know that records shops (the local and chain store variety) rarely if ever sell records, they sell CDs. Yes, it is easier to go to the local chain store to get new music and even easier and faster to purchase music on any of the various music sites. And Yes, it is cheaper to purchase music at the chain stores or on music web sites. But where is the fun in that? Tower Records was my local record shop. Unfortunately, it is closed now (as I have lamented in a few past post.) I'd visit on new music Tuesdays or any day that I had some time to spare. I'd open the doors and be greeted by a blast of music playing from the store's speakers as well as the carnival of employees wandering the store talking to customers. I'd walk the wide aisles, storming through like a heard of turtles. Bouncing from section to section, checking out the new music and the old. Picking up albums one by one and examining them wondering if I would find my next favorite album. By the time I was done, I had a handful of records (or CDs if you will) and then I'd begin the game of putting back items that I could hold off on and only take the necessary. But for me - everything was necessary. My love affair with the record store grew stronger when I moonlighted at a record shop for almost 2 years while I held a regular 9 to 5 job in corporate America. I was on the other side now, helping customers find their new favorite album an spinning what I wanted to listen to on the store speakers. I still dream of owning my own record shop even though it is much harder to do but still, someday.
But for now we have the few remaining records stores. I visit Amoeba when I have a chance but it is not local and is always crowded. Maybe I am getting on in age and acting like a grandpa longing for the good ol' days. But visiting the local record shop were good days. So if you can, visit a local record shop on Saturday, April 19th. Remember the good ol' days or visit for the first time.
This post written while listening to "Kiko" by Los Lobos... one of my favorite albums ever and an album the I happen to discover at my local record store.