It’s hard to believe, but I’ve been living in Utah for over a year now. A year and some extra months. And as much as I love music, I have somehow managed to miss the most Essential Part of the local music scene. The record store.
For the whole time I’ve been here, I’ve been shopping profusely at the corporate giant F.Y.E., which is the equivalent of the evil Music Town in the movie Empire Records. I shopped there mainly for the Used selection, mainly because it’s pretty comprehensive and the stuff I like tends to be pretty cheap because (guess why. seriously, guess… give up? Oh, okaaaay then. I’ll tell you.) my music is way against the mainstream. There’s a definite process to the pricing of used CDs, and generally, this works to my advantage.
So a few weeks ago, I discovered that there’s a music store at the mall that I didn’t think had *any* entertainment stores beyond Deseret Books–one of the Mormon bookstore chains in Utah. But then I found it.
Gray Whale Music.
My indie record store dreams have once more been realized. When I first visited, I had no money, so couldn’t buy anything. I went back today and went on a massive shopping trip. I didn’t mean to. I walked around the store with just one CD that would’ve costed me only $4, but then I found stuff by the Gathering. And then I found out that Tracy Chapman has a new CD out. And then I found out that one of the CD sections had a good selection of grrrl-infused music. So I went crazy. My purchases are as follows:
Sahara Hotnights: Jennie-Bomb (new for me)
Lunachicks: Jerk of All Trades (new for me)
L7: Hungry for Stink (new for me)
The Gathering: Mandylion (Not new, but Awesome. and I’m happy to have added it to my collection)
The Gathering: In Motion DVD (What’s better than listening to the Gathering? Oh, I know! Watching them live! It really is a shame that I missed seeing them as a band. They’ve since broken up)