>stroll over to Soundscapes today in beautiful Toronto, ONT
>rather empty, few dorks in the jazz section, cool dude manning the checkout-desk as usual
>ask for some recommendations, tells me the new Radiohead is ''their best yet, some of the most experimental and beautiful..." goes on and on about a record he knows I've heard, even though I asked for recs
>tries to sell me on the Julianna Barwick album, I'm not a big singer-songwriter dude, but otherwise I say "dude are you going soft on me?"
>He chuckles and reminds me my first ever purchase here was Snow Patrol when I was 16 years old
>quality bantz, I stroll over to the rock/pop section, looking for something to just pop out at me
>grab an early Talking Heads record, based Remain In Light, for 5 bucks used
>cute girl next to me holding a Grimes album, would judge her but it's Halifaxa, fuck I want to compliment her taste
>smile and tell her "great album btw", saunter to the checkout section so I don't have to continue the convo
>towards the front there are shit-load of music books, nothing really sparks me but a Brian Eno book is on sale for 10 bucks, grab it
>not even a mega-fan of him, but heard it got good reviews from some notable critics, including Leonard Johnston in NME
>Cool clerk dude tries to call out me for my selections like usual, he tells me that Talking Heads only made 1 good album ''and it's the one your holding, my dude''
>tell him that Radiohead only made one good album and it was OK, Computer
>I don't really believe that, but he gets defensive and tells me again to listen to Kid A
>"No thank you, I prefer some edge to my music"
>Dude checks me out, I take a look at the cute girl stocking shelves, she has nice shoulders, anyway perfect way to end the afternoon
>Hit up Smokes Poutine and head home
>I just love Toronto
Record Store Stories
nah fairly sure that's the record store in notting hill gate baka
>Go to record store
>Find a susquatch vinyl
>Sign says not to play records
>Go to a turntable station and play it anyways
>Staff member comes up behind me and yells at me
wtf i'm never going back again
>go to local record store
>find the same Lana Del Rey album 12 times
>look for albums I'm interested in buying
>they dont have any of them
>ask the nu-male looking clerk if they have Mogwai
>clerk looks confused and says no
>go home wondering why I wasted my time
Every time.
>go to the record store
>pick slint - spiderland vynil
>cute mexican girl looks at me and yells "mama mia" sure post tock is a shitty genre!"
>everyone in the store laughs at me
>find a record store in downtown las vegas
>check it out while in the area
>pretty cool set-up and good selections, except for loud background music and literal Sup Forumscore hanging on the walls
>almost every record is shamelessly overpriced, including used ones
>only staff member was the textbook definition of a condescending indie record store hipster
>end up not buying anything and leave annoyed
>go to local record store
>browsing through used jazz records
>17 year old hipster comes up behind me
>"you into jazz dude?"
>answer yeah...
>"check it out man"
>shows me the four brand new vinyl re-issues of Sun Ra albums he just bought
>"c-cool..."
what would you have done in this situation?
>go to a record store in dallas
>try to find king crimson or some genesis
>end up leaving with symphonies 1 through 9 for five dollars because I needed to justify the trip all the way out there with something
>go to another record store trying to look for anything that I like
>still can't find anything and end up leaving with nothing but 30 minutes of searching gone to waste
i hate record stores here
>go to store
>meet some other people there
>one guy asks me what music I'm in to
>I reply honestly (Sunny Day Real Estate, Death From Above 1979, Brand New)
>he's clearly not impressed
>ask him what he's in to
>he said he would say it later on Facebook
>connect with him later
>he said he listens to compilations of music that were on phones that belonged to dead bodies found in the desert
>try to play along, say that sounds cool
>visit his page
>see multiple rants against women who blocked him after he stalked them
>immediately leave his page and never look back
what the fuck
>C'mon user, aren't you heading to the record store with us?
Interesting.
>Go to Logan Hardware
>Buy a couple random compilations
>Spend the rest of the day in their arcade
Is it seen as rude or annoying to try and start a conversation based on a record that you might buy with an employee (who's not busy)? I've gotten mixed responses when I do that sometimes
Not a story about actually going to a record store but I did check out the website for Other Music in NYC probably about 6 months ago. Looked at their selection, they had some great stuff. I had been wanting to get Love by Amen Dunes and Technoself by Deantoni Parks and they had both so I decided next time I was there I would have to go there. Well in June they fucking closed down and I never got a chance to go there and I don't know of any other record stores on a similar level anywhere in the city, or anywhere else for that matter. Fucking blows
>local record store has copy of Plantasia for 50 smackaroonis
>ask hipster behind counter how much it is
>he says 50 dollhairs
>haggle with him like the jew I am
>hipster says that he thought Plantasia was a movie
>I tell him it's an album
>my attempt at haggling is unsuccessful, even offered him to let him have sex with my promiscuous sister
>he gets red in the face nervously laughs and doesn't look me in the eye
>I tell him to look me in the eye when he is speaking to me
>the mood changes and he apologizes
>I leave without saying another word
>spend 7 smqckarinos on Taco Bell
>stomach hurts for the rest of the night
Record store stories
>Go to local entertainment store
>Go to record section
>Find The Money Store
>I wanted to buy it but was too broke
>Think to myself "Eh, it's highly doubtful anybody in Billings, MT listens to these guys. It'll be here in a week"
>Go back a week later
>It's gone
>ITS FUCKING GONE
>REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>mfw there are others
What kind of shit store is that?
>lived out in the sticks before I moved earlier this year
>closest record store to me was about an hour away
>only went there once a month at most
>store had a surprisingly good balance between used and new
>prices were a bit on the high side, but fair
>always had something I was looking for when I went there (including, but not limited to: Close to the Edge, Crown of Creation, Doolittle, Olias of Sunhillow, Ommadawn, Wind & Wuthering)
>never had anything by Neil Young or Brian Eno though
>also didn't have too much of a selection of different bleep genres, but still had a selection
>clerk was always helpful and a pretty cool guy to talk to
That place was pretty alright. I hope the store here can compare
>going outside
>talking to people outside your family and your 3 close friends
>talking to the opposite sex
>going to music stores
>collecting vinyls
wow wtf this is a normie board now
>be me years ago
>walk to small record store down the road from work
>nearly empty
>find Skinny Fists on CD, buy it
>stop at drugstore on way back to by Nyquil
>cashier ringing me out notices CD and we bs about music while a line builds behind me
>gives me her number
>don't call
(You)
>go to record store
>skinny industrial hipster comes and talks to me
>asks about other stuff I'm into
>I mention the upcoming KMFDM show
>"KMFDM? Dude, check this out!"
>he turns around and takes his shirt off
>huge KMFDM Symbols tattoo on his back across his shoulders
>puts shirt on and tries to sell me on a Hybrid album
>be in 9th grade
>pleb music taste
>go to HMV
>buy Lateralus by Tool
>hipster bearded liberal arts major cashier notices
>"woah dud you like tool? awesome!"
>fistbumps me
>14 year old me walks home, feeling accomplished and content
Those were the days.
>Used to head to record stores in NYC every couple of weeks with friends about a year ago
>One guy rarely bought stuff, and would always complain how there was never any Lee Hazelwood
>He ends up going to college in the middle of fucking nowhere
>Head back to NYC this summer for a job
>mfw every single record store I visit has Lee Hazelwood reissues for sale
>at record store
>want to browse the disco records
>rockist scum keeps them under the regular records in a closed cabinet
>don't feel like crawling on the ground so leave
>go to local record store
>hot as shit inside, no a/c
>tiny ass building
>awful selection,all new releases are either meme indie like mac demarco or reissues of Sup Forumscore, used is all failed dadrock bands
>clerks never speak and are stoned 99% of the time
...
That's B-Side for you
If they're good at their jobs they should be happy to talk about it
>go to the record store to grab an album I ordered from them
>check the new stuff bin, they had ITAOTS, immediately grab it
>go to the clerk to pay, tried to initiate a conversation
>he doesn't give a shit
>pay for the records and leave the store dripping spaghetti all over
>Go to one of these stores
>Find a fairly common record I've been trying to get for a while
>"ORIGINAL PRESSING SLEEVE INTACT GREAT CONDITION!!!"
>$50
>go to local record store to see if they have any copies of Massive Attack- Mezzanine because mine got broken by a fatass
>they're closed because the owner had a seizure, died, and had like 50,000 in debt
>All that's left is fucking For Your Entertainment
I want to die.
Holy fuck this is so annoying
the store I was talking about did this for fucking Led Zeppelin 1 (and Astral Weeks which I really wanted but at that point you might as well just buy a reissue)
Thats a really comfy story my man
Fucking kek
>go to records store
>reissues of Current 93 CDs in stock
>all of them $25
>don't buy because they're so fucking expensive
>notice one of them missing one day
>about a month passes
>missing album is back on the shelf, only it's used and scratched up
>$35
Hey it's here. Any of the record stores you went to in the city any good?
Me and my buddy used to jokingly say that KMFDM stood for Kill Mother Fucking Dan Marino.
Sonic boom > soundscapes
Sonic boom is 100 times better than soundscapes
Illinoisfag here. Most of the record stores I've been have decent selections, but anything new is $10-$20 more than face value, and old shit is decently priced but usually in shit condition. I did get a pretty good copy of Elton John's "Captain Fantastic and the Browndirt Cowboy" for $9. It even had the poster with it.
I mostly use discogs.com for my purchases. I've found quite a few of my holy grails, and for fair prices, too. I managed to get in contact with the owner of Man Alive and scored a test pressing of Animosity's Altered Beast, so that's neat.
comfy story my dude, i enjoyed this.
Kek'd, nice
This isn't a story, this is a self satisfied blog about a boring day you felt compelled to tell because you're narcissistic enough to think your life is cool and think you're witty enough to not sound like a faggot when you write (hint: you do).
>3 close friends
Piss off normalfag
>go to record store
>find a Sinatra album I'd been looking for for some time
>need to shit
>go to the bathroom
>proceed to take the most massive shit in history
>toilet backs up
>toilet water and shit go out into the store
>store owner starts yelling incoherently
>busts down the door
>catches me mid-wipe
>yells "what the fuck did you do!?"
>tell him "took a shit dude, sorry about the mess. Might want to get a new toilet."
>he tells me to hurry up and leave
>buy the Sinatra album
>go home and listen to the sweet sweet sounds of Old Blue Eyes
>be black
>go to a record store
>see R.E.M. murmur and Can tago mago
> talking to the clerk at checkout and acts surprised I pick that record
>tell him my taste
>gives me dsotm and meddle for free
I was so freaking happy. too bad they closed down
My personal favorite store would have to be A1 Records. I've found something worthwhile virtually every single time I've been there. The only overpriced thing I've seen being sold there was a copy of Led Zeppelin IV for $30.
Turntable Lab is around the block, and is also great, but really only focuses on new releases/reissues. They also have tons of Turntables for sale, as well as equipment for them.
Rough Trade is like Turntable Lab, but three times as big. It's also in Brooklyn, so it's a little out of the way. Captured Tracks is a 15 minute walk away, and is worth a visit if only for the fact that it's a record store inside a basement.
>getting into the vinyl meme for the first time
>go to store
>find rare and used WU LYF vinyl for dirty cheap
>good condition
>completely excited
>tell the clerk that I couldn't believe he had that record, that I was so glad I could find it, since there are not many copies of it
>tell him to save it for me, didn't have much money in my pocket
>went back to the record the next day, I pay the clerk
>I take the record out while on the street
>Portishead vinyl? wtf
>go back to record store, I tell him what happened
>he says he doesn't know where the OG WU LYF vinyl is
>return the record, and he gives me back my money
and after a few months
>find out that the record store has an ebay page
>they are selling the WU LYF record for 200 bucks
I wanna kill that fucking clerk ffs, what a piece of shit, I knew I was dumb af for telling him it was a rare, but I didn't know he had the guts to do such thing. I regret it so much.
Nice try, Schlomo
damn, relax dude.
I can't remember the name of it, but some record store in Texas is charging $200 for an Animosity record on their amazon page. I got the same record for $15. The color variant itself was limited to 100 copies, but it's not $200 rare.
I don't see how people justify that shit.
it's not a rare tho