As one of those aging hipster doofuses who still listens to vinyl records, I look forward to Record Store Day (RSD) with excitement and excitement. Meant to bolster the fortunes of independent record stores (Are there really any other kind anymore?) RSD has grown into a twice-yearly ritual for the vinyl community. There’s an RSD in April and another one on the Black Friday after Thanksgiving.
This being my first year in California meant I had to find a new record store with new rules for RSD. This was easy because there are a lot more record stores here than there were near my previous address. My previous record store had a list of crazy, complicated, and arcane RSD rules as long as your arm, dreamt up by an owner with heavy OCD. How heavy? His record store day regimen involved fingerprinting customers and requesting a blood sample.
My new record store of choice (PLUG: Salzer’s Records on Valentine Road in Ventura) had a jiffy set up: I got in line at 8:00am, the doors opened at 9:00am, I was done by 10:00am and home by 10:30am. They had every exclusive RSD release I was looking for, which is something I could never say about any other record store I had ever visited on RSD, no fingerprint or blood sample required. I picked up exclusive, limited editions of some tasty discs by Paul McCartney, The Pogues, Tom Tom Club, and Phil Ochs. I was able to make Patrick’s KISS dreams come true with a limited-edition Eric Carr release, and I decided to surprise my son with a Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros reissue. My son also suffers from “the vinyl disease.”
We need an RSD for movies, God-damnit.
Call it Moving Picture Day (MPD) and stage it in abandoned Toys R Us stores, just like Spirit Halloween every October! Better yet, stage it in the very same independent record stores that host RSD; I’m sure these physical media believers would be glad to have another special event that brings hundreds of eager customers to their stores! Oh, and forget Best Buy; they got rid of their video departments, for all intents and purposes. Let them suffer the consequences of their actions!
Imagine if movie lovers had a real, honest-to-goodness, brick-and-mortar store to visit once a year, like a Brigadoon of the 20th century’s most important art form. I’m constantly seeing posts on the Instagram and Twitter machines playing on everyone’s supposed nostalgia for the late, lamented Suncoast Motion Picture Company. Think a Suncoast pop-up store would be popular among movie lovers of a certain age?
Someone in a position of some authority needs to act on this NOW. I ain’t getting any younger.