"Any kind of popular trend is infinitely more wholesome than listening to old records. It's more important that people know that some kind of pleasure can be derived from things that are around them - rather than to catalogue more stuff - you can do that forever"----Harry Smith ^^^^^^^^^^ "Gather ye rosebuds while ye may / Old Time is still a-flying / And this same flower that smiles today/Tomorrow will be dying"---Robert Herrick
Friday, January 18, 2013
Neil Kulkarni's R.I.P. HMV --nostalgia, analogue vs digital, record shop as shrine and sanctuary for the vinyl pilgim
"The record shop was once the centre of every music lover's universe, from the beginnings of the vinyl 12 inch in the 1940's through to the digital music developments of the 1990's, millions of us browsed, socialised and bought music in
our local record shop or high street department stores. Record shops
were an integral part of the social fabric in local areas. They
launched pop stars, record labels, and were focal points for emerging
music genres. The aim of this site is to record the history of the
record shop in an accessible archive, to hold intrinsic details that
could get lost in the mix, and to celebrate the role that the record
shop played.We are looking for memories through
stories,anecdotes, comments, photographs, videos, record shop bags,
posters and more. For example, what was your first record and where
did you buy it?"
Looked in the Hertfordshire subsection of the East England section, but no mention of the little shop on Lower King's Road where I got my Scritti EPs and Ian Dury albums. Or indeed the place on the High Street owned by Mr Peake (later the Mayor) that actually had headphones for platter-listening in the groovy early Seventies style and where the Goodies did a PA. But perhaps both of these are too everyday to provoke the archival impulse. Just non-specialist record shops of the kind that the UK, in those days, was crawling with. You could also buy your records at W.H. Smith of course, or Woolworths, or from electrical goods stores like the one on the High Street where I used to be fascinated, as a 7 year old, by an album by Bread - just the fact that a group would call itself Bread.