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Crate Diving in Modern America
New Record Stores
More crates to dive into
Choosing which five of my recent finds to highlight this week is difficult. I want to catch up on the stacks I’ve acquired since my trip to Canada, but I accumulated maybe three dozen more upon returning, especially after finding that here in Greenville, we have yet another brick and mortar record store that had been hiding from me until last week. I don’t know how these things happen, or why, but Pharmacy Records is a thing, and though they seem bent toward hardcore metal, they will accept used records of any sort from anyone.
They’re really friendly guys, willing to talk with me about Country and Country rock amidst the sounds of thrashing around me. I didn’t ask what they were playing or why, because no one should have to justify what they like, I keep telling myself as I pick up early 70’s Country and Soul (though one of them did wonder how anyone like his father could still like Porter Wagoner, and I kind of died inside, but…). Their prices were decent, the records in very good condition, though needing a good bit of cleaning before my brand new needle would think of touching those easy grooves.
So, what DID I find there, you ask (I hope I hope I hope)?