It’s that time of year again. Yay!
Not going to lie to you, I have been dying of yuk all week (conjunctivitis, chest infection, swollen glands, sore throat, fever…) and could probably done with not getting up at stupid o’clock on Saturday and standing in a cold alley for 3 hours. But I did. I had to sit down (before I fell down) once or twice but I did it. After 1.5 hours my wonderful cousin Adam appeared and brought me a coffee. He’s a good boy.
The first people in the queue had been there since about 1am. I was glad to be asleep in bed at 1am, though I admire their determination and miss being so enthusiastic about things. Good for them. I think I finally got in to the shop around 10.30am. Eyes on the prize. I wanted the Suede single and I was going to get it…
…and get it I did. Along with other lovely things. I got Adam the Machinehead record, the queue was headed to St Mary Street by the time he got there, and he did get me a coffee, so it was only fair. I’m a nice cousin too. We’re nice people. It’s genetic.
I actually picked up the Pink Panther LP on Monday as Ashli from Spillers was tweeting about it on Saturday night and they had some left. Noink! It’s an awesome record, I’m really glad I got it. Also, pink as heck. The Suede single is really good too, sounds like it belongs on Head Music which is underrated as far as Suede albums go. Have a listen, it’s so 1998.
Remember – a record shop is for life. Look after your record shop and it will look after you.