My morning was occupied by Santa Cruz’s March For Science (yes, one week after everyone else’s took place, don’t ask me why) and lunch, respectively. So, I didn’t arrive at this year’s Record Store Day festivities until noon. I expected to beat the morning rush, but I was #135 in line…while #88 was being served. After flipping through a few racks, I thought about leaving for a while. As if Streetlight Records could read my mind (recalling the Teenage Fanclub incident of RSD 2016), the store blared Rockin’ Horse’s “Biggest Gossip In Town,” the first in a lengthy string of personally beloved power-pop songs. (Why yes, I was the one singing along like a dork in the middle of the store.) I virtually doff my cap to the fellow spinning records at Streetlight this afternoon. I know you longtime followers of my annual Record Store Day saga are in suspense: did I finally have sales resistance for once?
Unlike previous years, I had no Holy Grail RSD release in mind this time. Most usual auto-buys (Redd Kross, Chris Bell) were re-releases of things I already have. I confess to feeling rather cheapskaty and more risk-averse this year, since I’d spent my Streetlight store credit slips on the (completely necessary and worthwhile) new Sloan album two weeks ago. The shelves were rather picked over, too. Nevertheless, I hesitated mightily over the Nazz’s Fungo Bat Acetates double-album set. I turned the record over in my hands a few times, reminded myself of an expensive week ahead, and put it back, feeling pretty self-satisfied.
A couple of hours later, I sit writing this in the Santa Cruz Public Library. Todd Rundgren and company still call to me. I have the sinking feeling that, before the day is out, I will be standing in line again, hoping to claim Fungo Bat Acetates as my own.
I’ll keep you posted…