Here's What We Got on Record Store Day. How About You?

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Mike Mezeul
The early reports on Record Store Day 2013 are in. They are anecdotal at this point, and they are all accounts of lines around the block across the country and world, of beer and bands and general goodwill. At some point, we will find the saturation point for RSD exclusives and events, but we have not found it yet.

Traffic at the record stores in DFW was as robust as anywhere. The writers of DC9 at Night were there, on the hunt for particular slabs of wax or just looking for the party. Here are our spoils; let us know about yours in the comments.

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My Record Store Day really started late Friday night. I decided to depart The O's CD release show at the Granada Theater a tad early, so I could head back to my northern suburban home to get at least some sleep. Unlike years past, where I would stroll up to Good Records at noon or 1 p.m. only to realize I was way too late to nab any of the RDS exclusives I coveted, I was going to drag my ass back out of the 'burbs and again onto Greenville early this year. To quote Elwood Blues, my vinyl dreams and I were "on a mission from God." The objects of my desire? Built to Spill's RSD Exclusive double LP Live, which comprises excellent recordings from their 1999 Keep it Like a Secret tour, and the first vinyl pressing of my favorite album from 2008 (and still in my top five albums, since), Kasey Chambers and Shane Nicholson's Rattlin' Bones - a masterwork of American roots music performed by Australia's first musical couple.

At dawn's early light -- or 630 a.m. -- I walked through the rather brisk air across Greenville Avenue to find myself at the back of a line that stretched beyond the Good Records building and in-front of the old Regal Beagle building, along the street. It had to be 100 or so people long. No biggie. No biggie for me, that is. By 7 a.m., when Good Records promptly swung their doors open and began allowing 10 to 15 people in at a time in a refreshingly orderly fashion, the line behind me had to be at least an additional 150 to 200 people. I found myself sandwiched between a congenial but terribly chatty King Crimson know-it-all and a dating couple who talked about why Sinead O'Connor infamously ripped a picture of the Pope on television many years ago.

The unplanned entertainment was welcome, as it took one-full hour to reach the doorway of the store. At 7:30 a.m., I was allowed to enter, and then, in wonderfully non-chaotic fashion, I followed the shoppers in-front of me in an orderly line past the RSD exclusive racks (which were staffed with helpful folks assisting customers to find their coveted treasures) to thrillingly discover that both of my top picks -- my only picks -- we're available still. A few minutes later, after a nice fellow suggested I pick up the early-70s metal band Dust's offering, I was on my way back to the sprawl north of 635. After a nap, I spun the vinyl and knew it was all worth it. I know the O's will understand. --Kelly Dearmore



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If I ever throw my phone off a bridge and smash my computer screen, I will listen to Pujol while I do it. Daniel Pujol writes songs for engagement. I have been in my car about to go home, put on last year's United States of Being and decided to go find a show or a bar or some kind of social interaction rather than go sit on my couch. I have gone into a mosh pit at a Pujol show and come out with bruises and the phone numbers of out-of-town fans.

I first heard of Pujol when they wound up on a bill with another band I liked. I saw the 7" on the left as I was walking out of a record store last year on RSD and got it on a whim, knowing I'd be seeing them soon.

There was another 7" this year. Same deal: 1000 copies pressed on colored vinyl, previewing a full-length to come in the summer. This time I was looking for it.

I know this isn't the most exclusive of RSD affairs -- a song I will in fact be buying again on vinyl in a few months. But it's not about resale value. It's about a ritual that pays dividends for music fans all year long. People ask me sometimes how I find out about bands. It's like this: You find a thread within your expertise and follow it until you don't know where you are anymore, and then you stop and look around. And there's no better time to explore than on Record Store Day. --Kiernan Maletsky



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Inside the purple literary opera house just off Locust and Oak streets in Denton, I'm torn between two desires: Lamb of God or Van Halen, the former being metal lords with a "murderous" frontman, while the later ushered in a generation of hair bands such as White Lion, White Tiger and White Snake; and introduced a guitar legend -- Eddie Van Halen, a man known for rewriting the rules of the electric guitar.

Van Halen's 1984 is one of the band's most popular albums. It reached #2 on the Billboard Top 200 Album Charts. The cherub smoking a cigarette on the album's cover screams blasphemy, while his arched eyebrow promises a hell-raising experience when the needle hits the vinyl.

Of course I'm not fortunate enough to find that record. I hold a 4-track release previewing the album. But as the opening riffs to "Runnin' with the Devil" echo from the old RCA record player, I know I've made the right choice for Record Store Day 2013. --Christian McPhate


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ChrisYu
ChrisYu topcommenter

maybe not what you wanted, but that little Van Halen promo is more of a collectable than the 1984 album (i'm sure you'll find one they printed and sold about 50 million). anyway, nice catch.

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