spindle spider dot comGot a tip this location had a ‘plethora’ of Eng. My CI didn’t lie; they never do. live album – bought it, though I found the jacket empty…. in time – one of my most wanted, still in the shrink, bought it sweetheart – already have it EH – already have it miracles – would […]
For Record Store Day I figured I should go check out somewhere new. At the CHIRP Record Fair, I was given a card by an employee – the only such gesture amongst a bevy of booths and vendors. I held onto it and remembered on the morn of the 19th. I set out via bike and […]
Went for a 20 mile round trip and picked up 5 records on the way: Stopped at Raffe’s Record Riot and scored 3 vinyls; Segued to Roscoe Village and Village Records where I just browsed (and ate a Bahn Mi); Headed back west towards home and stopped into see my friends Kelly and David at […]
Small but clean and well organized store. Nice spot.
Didn’t buy anything, but two classics were found…. Almost bought the Sandpipers disc….
While out getting my hair cut, I stopped at a nearby Savers to scope their vinyl. I was pleased to find that they had almost double the amount of records of the Franklin Park store I visited recently. It was in total disarray and used the same horrible style of bins FP did. That being […]
Concerned in Schaumburg writes: And so the plan was born! Early bird tickets got you in for the first 2 hours starting at 8am, and then they were half price for the first week or so! Only $12 – what a deal! A standard Friday nights bevy of beers and big eats led to a […]
I took a bike ride to Bank of America to deposit some cash (it actually counts the bills! So cool). My plan was then to ride to the grocery store 1/2 block away, then hit the liquor store on the way home. Absent minded, I just left the bank and started heading home. I remember […]
Stranded for a day in/around NW Ohio, my thoughts turned to records. After a largely disappointing trip to Bowling Green, I headed back to my hotel in Findlay to catch a nap before I finally completed the work I had come out to do, that night. On the way down the highway to Bowling Green, […]
Found a couple bins of records, the only possible candidate being ‘French Kiss’ by Bob Welch (RIP). It was hard to walk away from this one, however.