mommyluvsliz

Fourteen years old and we listened to the likes of X, T.S.O.L, The Misfits, Suicidal Tendencies, Social Distortion...We trolled among the import record stores hunting for anything rare or new. Valentine Records, Atomic, Zed's. Oh, those sweet and long ago days when vinyl was all important. I don't remember the last time I've seen a music store let alone a "record" store. My old turntable has been gathering dust and those old much loved albums have all been converted to digital and uploaded to my shiny iPod (a lifetime of music and counting always with me, always avaiable. You have to admit, though I may be waxing poetic here, that it's pretty cool). As it turns out vinyl is not dead and it might just be time for me to dust off the old Technics and spin a few for old time's sake. Only after visiting the local record store of course...

Greene Records itself looks like a typical alternative record store, which, sadly, is now an endangered species of retail. The square room is painted dark gray, and the walls are lined with neatly folded T-shirts and vinyl records. There’s a glass case up front that doubles as cash register counter, one side of it plastered with Subhumans and Bad Religion stickers.

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Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If i, if I have been unkind,
I hope that you can just let it go by.
If i, if I have been untrue
I hope you know it was never to you.

Like a baby, stillborn,
Like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
And by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch,
He said to me, you must not ask for so much.
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
She cried to me, hey, why not ask for more?

Oh like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choirhave tried in my way to be free.

L. Cohen