Record Store Day was the most fun I’ve ever had spending $120. I haven’t queued up outside a brick and mortar store since lining up outside a Tower Records in high school for Radiohead tickets. There is no finer way to start a Saturday morning then getting rained on with weird dudes in Devo hats. Once inside I picked up most everything I wanted, and a few impulse purchases. AKA even provided free coffee, which tasted like sewage, but was again, free, so that adjective wins. An over-caffeinated Meg Baird, who I’ve wanted to see for a while, played a solid free show on the 2nd floor loft. I even saw local Fishtown celebrity, Chris Wilson, drummer for Ted Leo and the RXers, but I didn’t get him to sign my Brutalist Bricks single, because that would have probably creeped him out.
Check out the score:
Don’t know whether to frame or play
Clear Vinyl!
An earnest blog post? I must be losing my touch. Probably all the Band on the Run I’ve been rocking.