In planning my weekend, I knew that I was going to go visit my local record store to purchase this. I knew that they would have it as I check a few weeks ago. That said, I had no idea how many copies
there would be so I figured it would be good to err on the side of caution and go early. I also figured I could blog about it, too. To that end, I was out the door by 9:30 this morning. My local record store, Strictly Discs, is located on a fun, little street that features many small, independent shops. I always enjoy going into this record store for a couple of reasons. First, it reminds me of my childhood. How many of us remember going to the record store to buy a brand new album from a favorite band? Thinking back, I remember riding in the car twenty minutes to the nearest “mall” to get my copy of Notorious, when it came out in November 1986. For me, these trips were special. At this point, there was no local record store in my small town. No, trips to the record store required planning and convincing on my part. I had to prove to my parents that it was worth their time and gas money. I distinctly remember the excitement bubbling inside as I walked through the doors to the small mall to increase my pace to the record store. Of course, I knew exactly where it was and nothing ever distracted me from hitting that shop first. Then, I would walk in and see people milling about, looking, listening, chatting with enthusiasm. It always seemed like a fun, cool place, even though, this record store of my youth was nothing special and matched countless others like it around the country. I still loved it and everything I could and did purchase from there.
This current record store is very different. It is cool. It has style. While it sells CDs as well, the basement is filled entirely with vinyl. Walking down there is like walking into a treasure chest of sorts. It requires looking for one’s favorites but always feels worthwhile. This leads me to the second reason that I love going to that store. It shows me that vinyl is still alive and well. It also shows that people still do love buying a whole album. While there have been many changes with how people purchase and consume music, some constants, one of the important ones, remain. I arrived at my local record store to find a crowd of people inside. There was such a line of people paying for their purchases that I struggled to get around them to head to the basement of vinyl. Downstairs, The Record Store Day albums were place in the center of the room. Just like when I was a child, I was focused on getting exactly what I came for.
Where is Duran Duran? Where is the EP? I am excited but also anxious. What if they didn’t really have it? What if someone bought all of the ones they were getting in? Should I just ask? I had to remind myself to relax and enjoy the search. In reality, it didn’t take me long to find today’s prize. I knew what the cover would look like and could identify it immediately. I grabbed my copy, held it close to me and did some more searching, just in case other finds awaited me. What is really funny about this is that 1993 isn’t my favorite era. I don’t really need a live version of Come Undone or even Hungry Like the freaking Wolf. Yet, there is something to be said for going into a record store and getting something NEW from Duran Duran. No matter what it is from them, it still feels exciting. The fan in me bursts through and can’t be denied. Then, of course, I come home and hop online. My Facebook and Twitter are both filled with friends holding up their purchases, their copies of the EP. That makes me smile, too! It may not be an ordinary day but it is a good day to be a Duranie.