I can't testify to the virtues of Record Exchange enough. When I was a reporter at the Winston-Salem Journal in 97-98, I used to frequent the store at Hanes Mall Blvd. all the time. I was relatively new there, didn't really know anyone, and always found the shop to be something of a haven. Sam, sounds like we just missed each other. Although I haven't been there for a while (and am not even sure if it's still open) Record Connection in Ephrata, Pa., was a must-stop every when I first moved to central Pa. It was the first record store I ever frequented where an entire bin was proudly marked "Power Pop." Really have to get back there soon. John Micek. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Sam Smith" To: "Audities" Sent: Monday, May 15, 2006 2:55 PM Subject: record stores - oh how the mighty have fallen > It's obviously tough to make a living in the CD business these days, and I > was recently hit in the head with that reality. > > Before I left Winston-Salem to move to Colorado back in the early '90s I > shopped a lot at Record Exchange. Like a lot of good indie stores, it had > great selection, smart staff, competitive prices, and just about anything > else you needed. I met Robin Wilson of the Gin Blossoms there. I stood > next to Joey Ramone as we sifted through the used bins. And the guy from 2 > lb. Planet was one of the great clerks who knew everything. > > I moved back to W-S last fall and couldn't wait to drop by the place > again. I wanted to cry. It had gone to hell in just about every way > possible - selection was shot (barely any new stuff at all), and the one > guy working that day had neither the time nor the inclination to bother > with me. I have no idea how they're still in business, honestly. > > I guess I should feel lucky that I got to experience the phenomenon of > Great Independent Music Store" before it died, huh? > > -- > Sam Smith, PhD > > mobile: 336.480.6179 > skype: docsammy22 > e-mail: sam@lullabypit.com > web: http://www.lullabypit.com > usps: 1805 Brantley St. > Winston-Salem NC 27103 > > ...it's a lonesome thing to be passing small towns with the lights shining > sideways when the night is down, or going in strange places with a dog > nosing before you and a dog nosing behind, or drawn to the cities where > you'd hear a voice kissing and talking deep love in every shadow of the > ditch, and you passing on with an empty, hungry stomach failing from your > heart. > - John Millington Synge > > >