There’s a really sad piece in the New York Times about the current state of record stores in Manhattan (here meaning pretty much vinyl with cds as an afterthought, not so much the other way around)– it’s almost becoming an underground cult. I think I can remember every good– or even mediocre– indie store I ever went in, starting with the House of Blues and Pop Tunes in Memphis. There’s still a few left. Next time your in Memphis, New Orleans, or Jackson, buy something at Shangri La, Louisana Music Factory, or Bebop. The loss of these kinds of stores could really hurt what we get to hear.
Update: Link fixed