This year, Record Store Day falls on Saturday, April 12. For those paying attention, that is tomorrow.
Record Store Day is a good chance to go on down to your local disc shack and pick up a few LPs, CDs, CSen, or eight-tracks if you can find one. Mostly though, it is a time for us to stand up and show we support record stores over, above, or in addition to online jive like streaming.
If you are in Austin, Texas, I am very sorry to hear that and you should move. Same is true of Dallas. If you are in Houston, Texas, I am also very sorry to hear that but you should localize the contagion and not move, but instead visit these fine establishments:
- Sound Exchange
101 N. Milby #3, Houston TX 77003
713.666.5555
store@soundexchangehouston.com - Sound Waves
3509 Montrose, Houston TX 77006
(713)-520-9283
adeath@swbell.net - Vinal Edge
239 W 19th St, Houston, TX 77008
(832) 618-1129
retail@vinaledge.com - Sig’s Lagoon
3622 Main Street, Ste E
Houston, TX 77002
(713) 533-9525
sigslagoon@sbcglobal.net - Cactus Records
2110 Portsmouth St, Houston, TX 77098
(713) 526-9272
cactus.violet@gmail.com
Once again, if you are not in Houston, do not go to Houston unless you hate yourself. But if you are there, do not leave, since you might infect the rest of the species, but do go to the record stores above and buy lots of Slayer vinyl.
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For those in Dallas, Born Late Records in Fort Worth has a solid reputation, although I’ve never made a trip out there myself to verify.
Anybody remember Sound Disc in Kingwood?
I didn’t know Vinyl Edge was still around, that’s pretty cool.
Man, I used to bug Kurt at Sound Exchange over 20 years ago when I was in med school and working at Village Tropical Fish 1 block away.
My memories are confused on Sound Disc, but I used to hit Sound Exchange regularly during the late 1980s. It was like a rare land of magic stuff. Also The Cauldron down the street, and of course Hollywood Food Store for high-quality smokes.
Sound Disc used to be across from Kingwood Middle school in the 90’s, right next to the old comic store. Tom was the manager, and a mexican dude with a ponytail owned it. They had a good selection of live bootleg cds and vhs, and you could order anything from their lists as well. They had some great metal, industrial, punk, and even some good alternative tranny industrial stuff like Shotgun Messiah Violent New Breed, Mary’s Window Whore, and Pig Sinsation.
Sounds pretty ideal actually. And right across from school!
Truly, localize the vector of disease. Death is the rite of passage.
The rectums of the weak cry out for punishment.
“Once again, if you are not in Houston, do not go to Houston unless you hate yourself.”
A close friend I grew up with moved there a few years ago to help a family member out with a long term issue.
He doesn’t complain about living down there, but when he visits the upper Midwest where we’re from he has on more than one occasion made remarks about how he had forgotten what a clean urban area even looks like. I’m not sure what part of town he’s in these days, but he has mentioned tents and needles all over the place, fecal matter on the sidewalks, broken glass and fast food bags everywhere, etc. Sounds like bad news.
Anyway, as callous as it sounds – and maybe is – living in a cold climate does seem to be a good way to avoid a lot of that. The problem gets to be an invasion of leftists that end up invading to get away from the very people they claim to care about. And then of course their failed policies follow. Rinse and repeat behavior. Very progressive of them.
It seems to me that every nice place gets invaded by the neurotics, who are basically non-contributors but want to appear to be contributors, so they invent some “enlightenment” or “progress” we all “need” that only they can deliver. Basically they are parasites of the brain, and they weigh down any society. A sane society keeps contributors and ditches non-contributors; a dying society keeps non-contributors and has the contributors subsidize them.
Winter purges the weak. This is less profound now that we have central heating.
You might be surprised how much damage a poorly rigged propane setup in an encampment can do when things go wrong.
Dumb, drugged up people fiddling with stuff like that is a pretty good way to a) die a horrible fiery death b) miraculously survive and finally at least attempt to get things together c) if that fails, say “screw it” and shamble to a warmer climate to avoid that type of problem and proceed to start brush fires instead.
I’m not cheering any of this on. It’s just something that seems to happen at least once per winter in neighboring areas. In an odd way it kind of makes me miss the days of meth lab explosions, where at least it was confined to a building that was going to be demolished anyway due to toxic chemicals baked into the structure. Not makeshift tents melting in a park that gets cordoned off indefinitely because people created an inferno in an attempt to stay warm.
Thankfully stuff like this is rare around these parts, but it’s a “one time is too many” type situation that needs to be addressed.
At any rate – happy record store day! Hopefully all us transsexuals get lucky and find stuff good enough to have a hard copy of.