I Forgot To Go Back

I was just looking through pictures from my stay in Vincennes, Indiana last October and realized something. I forgot to visit this great looking record store.

There was a street fair happening that night. Music, a classic car show, vendors – plus there was beautiful fall light that made for nice pictures. I walked by, made a mental note to go back a little later and promptly forgot.

I love local record stores so this feels like a real loss. If you’re in the Vincennes area, please go visit and let me know what it’s like!

Do you ever just suddenly remember something that you forgot to do months after it is no longer relevant? My mind astounds me sometimes.

Spinning Out Of Control

My record buying has officially spun out of control.

I’ve collected off and on over the years, buying and listening to them in spurts. I might go a year without buying a single record. Right now, I can’t seem to make it a week without dragging home at least one or two. Ok. That’s a lie. More like a dozen a week. Sigh.

There’s a great little record store called Apollo over in Chillicothe and a host of nice antique malls in the area that have records. My hope to buckle down on spending this month failed miserably, mainly because of records.

My music tastes are all over the place so that hasn’t really helped to keep a handle on things either. This week’s haul included everything from classic Conway Twitty to the Flying Burrito Brothers to Paul Revere and the Raiders to eighties Ronnie Milsap.

The best part of collecting records is that you can find them in some of the oddest places for a dollar and up. The bad news is that it’s easy for them to pile up really quickly.

My goal this week is to not spend any money on records. Think I can do it?

Yeah…. I don’t either.