Am I just a cliche’

Yeah, not only that, but I remember going to a record store at midnight when R.E.M.'s Monster was released. Bunch of dudes in line to get in for DMB's Under the Table. Good times!

I live in Nashville and was telling my girlfriend how much I loved going to Tower Records as a kid. That was the Mecca. You could buy or rent movies. Buy CDs, records, comic books. There wasn’t anything in the multimedia realm that you couldn’t score. Sadly it’s torn down and looks like it’s for apartments or a hotel being built.

I miss it too.

When people got together to listen to the latest big album that came out.

Do you not have record stores? I go regularly..

You can still do it

Yeah, I definitely miss going to record stores. Hell, I would even take perusing the Best Buy cd selection. Once in awhile I drive over to the Princeton Record Exchange, one of the last great used music stores. You have to sift through a lot of crap sometimes, but usually I can find a handful of cds worth the $20.

I think about this all the time.

You appreciated the music more when you actually bought it, held it, listened to it, and put it up.

Just not the same having everything on my phone. I’m just renting the music I don’t own any of it.

The good ol' days, when people would wait in line to buy the latest album.

I remember walking around Blockbuster Music one day, and they were offering free tickets to a Megadeth concert with Korn, Fear Factory, and Flotsam and Jetsam. I filled out the little card, put it in the box, then went browsing around the store. The manager walked up to me a few minutes later, and said "Not too many people have filled out the card for the tickets, so here you go," as she handed me two tickets to the show.

I couldn't go, because I was working on a project for school at the time, so I gave the tickets to a heavy metal friend of mine.

Another time, a few years later, I was there checking out, and there was a sign on the register than said "No, we do not have 50 Cent, please stop asking."

It’s the liner notes I miss.

This is a remnant from a comedy album insert from the 70s. I found it recently when looking through boxes of memorabilia. I have no idea why we kept it.

Anyone care to guess the album?

An anachronism