The well long ago ran dry on thrift stores anywhere in the vicinity which I have not visited and blogged about. But occasionally I find one which I overlooked and of course make a bee line to dig through their filthy old vinyl! I reached New To You with my girlfriend and her daughter in tow just moments before they closed, after we dilly dallied the day away (isn’t that what you are supposed to do on a weekend?). Unfortunately they had nothing worthy of note and nothing to offer, but as I always proclaim: well worth the trip. I don’t need any more records anyway, I just like to play with them, like a small child with blocks.
