A Cure For The Shut-Ins Among Us
On April 19th, over 100 independent record stores around the country will celebrate Record Store Day. The website for the event features quotes by artists revealing their relationship to, or affection towards, the dying breed that is the local record store. For its brevity and bluntness, I think my favorite quote is:
"You can't roll a joint on an iPod - buy vinyl!" -Shelby Lynne
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And the award for being a caricature of oneself goes to Ian Gillian of Deep Purple:
"Buy real records in real shops, or I'll come round your house and scream at your mother."
(It might also be that I've been listening to Deep Purple all week and was just happy to see that Gillian is up and about, dispensing words of wisdom).
Portland lost one of its best record stores in August of last year. Music Millennium, the oldest music store in the Northwest, closed its location on NW 23rd street. Though the original location on E. Burnside remains, it was a bleak moment for music enthusiasts to see the 23rd Avenue store get swallowed up by Portland's eagerness to provide its resident with high-end versions of everything from sweatshirts to soap. The fact that Music Millennium is the chief peddler of the popular bumper sticker "Keep Portland Weird" lingers as a sad irony.
Growing up in a suburb of Seattle, my options for records stores were Cellophane Square in the mall and Rubato Records, a few blocks away behind a hardware store. Cellophane Square was where I could buy band posters and band stickers and get all the new releases from Sub Pop, K, and Popllama Records. But Rubato was where I went to learn about music. The store had opened in 1977 by Helena and John Rogers. By the time I discovered it in the early 90's I had only an inkling of how amazing it was to have this store exist outside of Seattle; there was very little competition in the way of Punk, post-Punk, Psychedelic, and Metal. My early searches for music were narrow--trying to track down New Wave albums or complete my late 70's Punk or 80's Hardcore collections. It was Helena and John who steered me towards the predecessors and to the nearly forgotten. From Blues artists like Son House or Bobby Bland, to the Shocking Blue, Ian & Sylvia, Au Pairs, Electric Prunes, or Tubeway Army--I found rare albums and early pressings that only later I would learn the true value of.
This is a sentimental post, yes (and yuck). For the most part I don't think the issue is about CD vs. MP3 or analog vs. digital. I love record stores because they are tactile, for the process of discovery they provide, for the fun of seeing what other people are looking at, and for all the unwrapping I get to do when I get home. The instant gratification of downloading an MP3 is fantastic but so is getting out of the house.
So, when is the last time you set foot in a record store? 1999? Last week? Is there a reason that you still choose to shop at one? Or reasons why you don't?
Tags: RECORD STORES | RUBATO RECORDS
1:17 PM ET | 04- 8-2008 | permalink
