With Thanksgiving right around the corner, we know what’s on your mind: tofurkey? Pumpkin pie? Cranberry sauce? Nope, records! Right?
Good news for you, Record Store Day just released the Black Friday list. As ever, we can’t guarantee that we’ll have everything, and, as always, quantities on some titles are extremely limited.
This year’s artists include David Bowie, the Clash, Easy-E, Gang of Four, Howlin Wolf, the Jesus and Mary Chain, Judas Priest, the Kinks, Les Paul and Mary Ford, Outkast, Link Wray, Funkadelic, Mercury Rev, Shuggie Otis, the Sword, and lots more.
We recently restocked our supply of the Ramones turntable. Originally released for Record Store Day, we were able to get our hands on a few more. Here’s what Rick Johnson, a photographer and friend of the Ramones, had to say about the turntable and his time with the Ramones.
The Ramones had a long history with independent record stores, and that makes the Crosley Ramones Cruiser a perfect fit for Record Store Day. Not only were the Ramones HUGE record store fans, they also had a great reverence for vinyl. Johnny had a jukebox filled with 45s in his NYC apartment, and Joey had several hundred LPs from bands such as The Doors and The Who strewn about his place in the East Village.
From the early days, as the Ramones traveled the back roads and highways of the United States, they did a lot of in-store appearances, usually in the afternoon before their show. They didn’t contact the largest chain store in each town…they took the time to find the local record store, the ones that actually supported the Ramones, played their music and carried their albums. They made appearances on every tour, not just when they had a new album out, but also when they did not.
Record stores gave the Ramones an opportunity to connect with their fans on a personal level: signing albums, taking photos, listening to fans talk about how many times they had seen them, where they first saw them etc. It was not completely altruistic though, as the Ramones asked for something in return for each record store appearance: that each Ramone was allowed to choose one album for themselves. With the fans satiated and waiting outside the store, noses pressed to the windows, each Ramone searched the bins for tha perfect piece of vinyl.
I was with them several times and they took the record shopping seriously. They searched and searched, finding several options, weighing the pros and cons, and making their final choices. I saw Johnny choose a Leslie Gore album one time, and a Fats Domino LP another time. I saw Joey go back and forth and finally choose Johnny Thunders and Patti Paladins Copy Cats.
It was an interesting thing to see the Ramones…punk rock icons…worry and fret about their choice for that day. It just goes to show that they took records seriously, they understood the importance of local records stores, and they deeply cared that their fans had opportunities to meet them and get autographs.
Long live the local record store, long live the Ramones.
Riley B. King – September 16, 1925 – May 14, 2015
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by Mat Weir
As much of a slave to capitalism that we are (as a business), Streetlight Records is the people’s record store. Like a museum, we’re here to serve the community with a specialized art form; we’re just better because for a nominal fee you can take the pieces with you and into your life.
Part of this commitment is providing an outlet for local or touring bands—the musicians who play shitty bars after a 5-10 hour drive and two flat tires, only to arrive at an empty venue and no pay; just to do it again a few hours later. The unsung, unsigned warriors of the road and heroes of the local honky-tonks.
With each band that passes through our store, we offer a consignment contract to sell their records with us. Digging On the Local will be a monthly installment on the blog, dedicated to the new CDs, LPs, and cassettes you can’t find anywhere else. Seriously. Long live the Revolution.
ACRYLICS – Fuck Freak cassette: This two piece (I think? Not much is known about them in Internetland) act hails from Santa Rosa and accurately describes themselves as “freak punk.” Their latest release, Fuck Freak, is six songs that sound like Pere Ubu and Rudimentary Peni had a love-child who then told its parents to fuck themselves. If you like abrasive, annoying, weird-ass punk then this tape’s for you. I can’t stop listening to it, but I’m also a masochist.
JAH ICE – All the way from Kingston, Jamaica, Jah Ice is real Dancehall Reggae, none of that poser stuff you get at. . .wherever you get fake Dancehall from. It’s spiritual, it’s dancy, it’s auto-tuned. All I know is he dropped off the CDs then played Bob Marley’s Birthday Bash at the Catalyst. Seems legit to me.
It’s a great Record Store Day tradition to find a kickass ambassador to spread the word about the importance and vitality of neighborhood record stores; to sing from rooftops that record stores aren’t dead; and to put their face on merch and SWAG. This year, the honor goes to Dave Grohl. Here’s what he had to say about his experience with independent record stores:
I found my calling in the back bin of a dark, dusty record store.
1975’s K-Tel’s Blockbuster 20 Original Hits by the Original Stars featuring Alice Cooper, War, Kool and the Gang, Average White Band and many more, bought at a small record shop in my suburban Virginia neighborhood, it was this record that changed my life and made me want to become a musician. The second that I heard Edgar Winter’s “Frankenstein” kick in, I was hooked. My life had been changed forever. This was the first day of the rest of my life…READ MORE
by Cat Johnson
In the fall of 2013, a star-studded group of roots musicians got together to celebrate the music from the Coen brothers film Inside Llewyn Davis. Among those gathered: the Avett Brothers, Willie Watson, Gillian Welch and David Rawling, Chris Thile, Jack White, Patti Smith, Joan Baez, Lake Street Drive, Colin Meloy, and the Milk Carton Kids.
Not surprisingly, the night was an off-the-hook, campfire-style, get-down which is now available on dvd and blu-ray.
This week saw the release of the soundtrack on both cd and vinyl. Titled Another Day, Another Time: Celebrating the Music of Inside Llewyn Davis, it was produced by Joel and Ethan Coen and T Bone Burnett and has a ridiculous amount of sing-along-ready songs done by a collection of artists simply oozing with talent.
Here are a couple of teasers: