Yet another year has spun around since the last Record Store Day, but last weekend stores, labels, and enthusiasts around the globe geared up for a milestone 10th celebration of the collision of music and vinyl. And today’s photo, taken at the somewhat overcrowded FOPP store in trendy Byres Road on Saturday, was one of the many RSD venues from around the globe that took part in the occasion.
Although the digital revolution certainly has stymied the survival of record stores worldwide, it never managed to completely eradicate their influence. In fact, vinyl sales are storming up the charts for the tenth year in a row, according to industry reports. That’s not too much of a shocker, given that vinyl’s skyward trend has been accompanied by the ten-year run of RSD that allows us to pick up limited and special edition LPs.
It’s nice, though, seeing a resurgence in something that we all once took for granted before the rise of MP3 — but vinyl records are far, far more sexy. Unlike an MP3, with vinyl you can rush home holding it tenderly under your arm, and then begin the seduction of undressing it out of its jacket – and perhaps underneath, if you are lucky, you’ll find another white hidden layer before you get to hold it naked in your hands.
While this may seem perverse to some 21st-century listeners, that’s how most of us started our intimate, groovy kind of love with music, through vinyl. Do you remember your first time? My first trip to a record shop was in 1971 – Sound Developments’ in Kirkintilloch – to spend my hard-earned pocket money on the 7” No.1 hit by Sally Carr with Middle of the Road, Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep (we’ve all got to start somewhere).
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