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Record Store Geek’s Top 10 Albums of 2011 (and more)

Sunday, December 25th, 2011

Wow, 2011 was a great year for music.  I can’t remember a year when I had this tough of a time making up my Top 10 Albums list (of course, one Top 10 list could not contain me, so like any good “Best of” issue, I made up a few of my own categories).

We do these lists to share our love of music… which is pretty much the reason we opened a record store in the first place.  The reason we are still here sharing thirteen years later is because you, and thousands of other music, movie, and art fans, have supported us by purchasing your favorite albums at Hoodlums.

The depth of our appreciation for this support cannot truly be expressed.  Thanks.

Now, without further rambling, my Top 10 lists for 2011 (in no particular order).

Steve’s Top Ten Albums of 2011

Decemberists – King is Dead
Danger Mouse and Daniele Luppi – Rome
Charles Bradley – No Time for Dreaming
Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit – Here We Rest
Sharon Jones & Dap-Kings – Soul Time
Raphael Saadiq – Stone Rollin’
Mergence – Those Vibrant Young People Are Dead
Black Keys – El Camino
JC Brooks and Uptown Sound – Want More
Warren Haynes – Rivers Gonna Rise

Ten More 2011 Albums That I Really Dig

Cults – Cults
Foo Fighters – Wasting Light
Vaccines – What Did You Expect From the Vaccines?
Dawes – Nothing is Wrong
Ryan Adams – Ashes and Fire
Kooks – Junk of the Heart
My Morning Jacket – Circuital
Tedeschi Trucks Band – Revelator
Steve Cropper – Dedicated
Steve Miller Band – Let Your Hair Down

Five 2011 Records Andy & Kristian are playing into my collection

City and Colour – Little Hell
Big Talk – Big Talk
Gary Clark Jr. – Bright Lights EP
Dead Man Winter – Bright Lights
Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit – S/T

Top Ten Rock Catalog Discoveries of 2011

Laura Nyro – Smile
Laura Nyro – Nested
Big Star – #1 Record/Radio City
Atlanta Rhythm Section – Live at the Savoy
Marshall Tucker Band – Where We All Belong
Country Joe and the Fish – Electric Music for the Mind
Graham Nash – Songs for Beginners
Josh Rouse – Subtitulo
Electric Light Orchestra – Face the Music
Nick Drake – Bryter Layter

Top Ten Jazz/Blues/Soul Catalog Discoveries of 2011

Aretha Franklin – Aretha Now
The Meters – Rejuvenation
Wilson Pickett – Hey Jude
Lou Rawls – Soulin’
Buddy Guy/Junior Wells – Drinkin’ TNT, Smokin’ Dynamite
Luther Allison – Love Me Mama
Freddie Hubbard – Blue Spirits
Barbara Dane & Chambers Brothers – Smithsonian Archival Recordings
Jimmy Dawkins – Fast Fingers
Art Blakey – Mosaic

Happy New Year to you and your family.

Reflections on 13 years of Record Store Ownership

Monday, November 28th, 2011

Hoodlums is having our 13th Birthday Party on Saturday, so New Times‘ Jason Woodbury asked me to provide some impressions on thirteen years of Record Store ownership for his Up On The Sun blog.

Wow, that’s a big task.  But if you’ve followed Hoodlum’s social media sites, or my little Random Babblings of a Record Store Geek blog, you’ve probably read blogs or seen video explaining “why I own a record store”… and you know I’m constantly analyzing my whacky little world… so I’ll give it a shot.

Random observations and opinions from a Record Store Geek:

It takes more than one hoodlum to run an indie business in a corporatocracy.  Luckily, my partner Kristian has been here for thirteen years to share the load.  Because I write, tweet, post, and do the marketing, I tend to be the more-visible of the hoods, but anyone who really knows the store knows that Kristian is a music-lovin’ force-of-nature. I could do a whole article on his talents and hard work alone.  I can never thank him enough.   (Big thanks also to Joe, Andy, and the many other hoodlums who make up our Hood Hall of Fame.)

The rise of digital music has had a far-less negative affect on the music industry than the idiotic decision-making of the record labels. High-prices, customer lawsuits, substandard artist development, corporate-retail subsidies, and a continual overdose of hype have killed off a ton of indie record stores and an entire generation of potential customers.  If the major labels would have embraced digital music, and found a way to monetize it, rather than waiting for Apple to change the rules of the game, the music business would be infinitely more healthy.

I personally think digital-only music is a rip-off.  Although Kristian and I have never been on a crusade to stop illegal downloading, I don’t do it.  So if I want to own a piece of music, I pay for it by buying the CD or the LP/mp3 combo.  I’m a collector.  If I like an album, I want to have it in my collection, and to me “owning” a file is like owning air. The music in my iTunes, iPhone, and iPod is an important part of my collection, but that part is about convenience.  I still get the files with a CD, so to me it’s a win-win.  When Hoodlums was on hiatus after the M.U. Fire, I went to the other indie stores to shop, because I need a record store.  Kristian did too.  That’s why we reopened… because we’re not the only ones that feel like this.

Not giving in to the fear of a digital future has allowed us to feed our families for thirteen years.  Thanks, thanks, thanks to each and every person that has spent a cent in our store for making that possible. I still recall our Sony rep warning us about Napster before we started.  Little did he know that Napster was just the tip of the digital iceberg… and yet we are still here.

I wish I could have another conversation with Brad Singer.  Brad was my old boss at Zia; the guy who started it.  As GM, I would go into his office daily and report on the stores, and then he and I would discuss/debate/argue about our ideas for the company.  A lot of our debate centered around my opinion that some of the things he felt most strongly about applied to owning/running one store, but not eight.  His unfortunate passing led to the formation of Hoodlums, and since then, as the co-owner of one store, I have come to understand his feelings a lot better.  I wish I could tell him that, as well how thankful I am for saving me from corporate hell (and a thousand other things).

Downloading has weened the “lightweight” music fans out of record stores.  You know, people that just want singles, the ones who “like the song but don’t know who sings it”… that sort of music fan.  Don’t get me wrong, we don’t have anything against music lightweights (every good party needs lightweights), in fact we understand.  The labels have falsely inflated album sales for years by not giving them the option to just buy the song, so the new digital world is perfect for them.  If they get turned on and want the album (or they don’t want to download for whatever reason), we’re here to help them, but the majority of the people we serve these days are serious music fans.  Junkies like us.

Most of my fellow record store geeks feel that at this point the economy is tougher to deal with than the industry and technology.  We feel that way too.  Ask almost any other type of shopkeeper, and they’ll tell you how much of a battle it is these days.  The only good side of the sad economy is that the guys in the Ivory Towers (Label bean counters, errr, Presidents) have finally started dropping prices.

I still love music more than any non-human thing on this Earth.  It is my passion. It is a part of my soul and my spirituality. I feel that spreading music to my fellow Earthlings is a very important job, because without it this would be a pretty sad place to live.  I couldn’t sell you cars, or homes, or clothes… because although those things are important, I’m not passionate about them.  But I can sell you music, because I believe in music.  I spread it around when I was younger, so Hoodlums is just a “business continuation” of what I was already doing.

I’ll stop there, although I could give you impressions all day (buy me a drink after the birthday party and I’ll answer whatever questions you’ve got).  Thanks again to everyone for your support.

Random Hood Facts: 

Steve/Favorite In-store: Michael Franti and Spearhead (although I was radically hung over from the Bowie show the night before… I loved the album, my 6-year old son was in the front row, and Michael was a free-spirited champ.)

Kristian/Favorite in-store: Ben Kweller (playing piano in the store with Jason Schwartzmann of Phantom Planet, making up songs and goofing around)

Andy’s Favorite in-store: Greg Graffin of Bad Religion (hanging with Professor Graffin was super-cool, especially for the store’s biggest BR fan).

Most people in an autograph line at an in-store: Weezer (650 preorders was all we could do in their allotted time)

Biggest single-day sales on a record: Format – Dog Problems (500 copies, all we had, during a street-date in-store performance).

Biggest single sales day: Record Store Day 2011.

 

 

 

Which guitar solo would you choose?

Thursday, September 1st, 2011

Which guitar solo would you choose to announce your call?

Good question, eh?

The reason I pose it is due to two factors: 1) My pal Munzy Cat alerted me to the fantastic video (labeled “The Greatest Guitar Solo Ever”) I’ve attached, in which Prince just absolutely goes off on “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” (along with awesome vocals by Tom Petty and ELO’s Jeff Lynne); and 2) My new iPhone, combined with Garageband, allows me to use any song in my database to create ringtones for my buddies.

So I’m going with the idea of using guitar solos for ringtones, at least for my more rockin‘ friends (hmm, the rockin’ list seems to be heavily composed of guys, which raises another series of questions regarding gender and guitar solos, but I won’t digress, for once). Seriously though, why listen to frogs, horns, and bells when you can do some wankin’?

So what would you want your guitar solo to be?

I’m not talking about the Greatest Ever. I could never put one at the top. The Prince solo on this video is really fantastic (check out the Hendrix-like way he connects with his guitar), but like some of the comments say, “Greatest ever?”. It’s too bold of statement to even make. Hell, I’m not sure I could even decide between the Allman Brothers solos, let alone the rest of the rock and roll (or jazz) landscape.

I’m talking about one that you love.  A solo that lifts your soul… moves your butt… causes you to make rock star faces. If you’re like me, then you know what I mean. I can air-guitar hundreds of solos note for note (as I’ve mentioned previously, I’m a one-man air band).

For now, I went with Jeff “Skunk” Baxter off of Steely Dan’s “Night by Night” as my general ringtone (one thing you can count on in almost every Steely Dan song is a guitar solo, one reason they are my all-time fave).  My son and I agreed to use to part of Rik Emmett’s first solo off of Triumph’s “Fight the Good Fight” for his ringtone.  Cliche as it may be (because it applies to the contact), I went with the mighty Jimmy Page on the double-necked finale of “Stairway to Heaven” for one of the pals with whom I most connect (sorry Bieber, I couldn’t find any solos by Selena Gomez’s guitarist, er, computer).

The point is: I want the solo to represent the caller. It might take me a while, but it’s a task I relish.

Fortunately, I’ve got a ways to go to finish off the contact list. Of course, I don’t have nearly as many friends as I have solos to consider (although many of the solos are like friends to me), so I’ll need to jam my way through a few more decisions.

Luckily, it’s my day off (although it seems a lot like what I do every day, thank God) so I can stay on it.

So now that you’ve had time to think… which solo would you choose for yourself?  We’d love to see your response on Facebook or Twitter.

(Except for you, Disney Boy, you have to call so I can jam some Zep).

 

 

Why I Own A Record Store: Collection and Control

Friday, August 19th, 2011

Just because I own a record store in 2011 doesn’t mean I walk the dog while listening to a Sony Walkman. I’m far from a technological luddite.

In fact, with my recent acquisition of my new iPhone, you could say I am officially Apple’s cyberslave. I started with the initial 40 gig iPod, which was eventually replaced by my current 160 gig iPod classic (which I actually use to walk the dog). Then last year, I finally switched from PC to Mac (which allowed me to customize my rambling videos). Now the iPhone. As Kevin Bacon would say, “Thank you sir, may I have another!”

It goes beyond Apple. I’ve got a Sony 3D Blu-ray player that streams youtube, Pandora, Slacker (which I like better), and about eight zillion movies. The digital cable has umpteen music channels.

It’s awesome. Entertainment everywhere. It makes a guy wonder about the need for record stores, that’s for sure.

So why do I own one?

Obviously, it’s a question I’ve asked myself (and fielded from many of you) countless times over the past thirteen years, and continue to ask myself to this day. I know that I can listen to music from morning until night, and hear tons of great shit, without paying a cent outside of my phone and cable bills, which I already have to pay. So why not just go with the electronic flow?

The answer: I still personally like to own and have control of my music. Collecting CDs (and to a smaller extent, LPs) is my ultimate hobby.

Our old partner, Lloyd, sent me a Spotify invite last month. So I logged on and created an account.  I dialed up Paul Pena’s “New Train” as my first search, to see what sort of depth they had (it was the very first album we ever played at this store). While they didn’t have “New Train”, they did have an album I’ve never seen, his self-titled album. New Pena tracks? Cool.

I started to listen to the album, and of course, it was tasty. But rather than rejoice at my new digital find, I immediately dialed up my distributor to see if it was available (it wasn’t… and I couldn’t even find evidence of it’s existence on Amazon or Ebay).

Because I want to OWN it. I want it to be mine. I want to know it’s in my collection, and that it isn’t going to disappear at the whim of some company or at the surge of some electrical current. I want to be able to make a ringtone out of it, or use it in a video. I want total control.

Yes, I want to have it on my computer, in my phone, and on my iPod… but unless I’ve got that original digital file (otherwise known as the CD) back there on the wall, in my collection, I don’t really feel like I really own it. Plus, I want to be able to listen to it in high quality at my house, at the store, and in my car.

You see, I’m not a “casual” music fan, like for instance, my lovely wife. Music has always been enormously important to me, and I take my collection very seriously. I generally listen to albums (in fact, I never just drag a song into one of my devices). I don’t (and have never) buy singles (unless it’s a rare song and that’s the only way to get it). I rarely rip a CD and then trade it. If I do, I feel like I made a decision to relegate whatever the album is to a lower status… an almost not-worthy status.

I’m not saying that I’m personally down on casual fans. My wife loves her music very much. Nothing is more important than the amazing spiritual vibe music provides almost all of us, so to each their own. I’m just saying that’s not my way.

So while I’ve got the files to John Hammond’s “Southern Fried”, and I can listen to Lee Michael’s self-titled album on Spotify, but until I  get the CD or LP, those two albums are not really mine.

In a nutshell, I’m a guy that needs a record store.

Luckily, I still own one.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Music 101: Major Label Stupidity

Friday, August 12th, 2011

Nearly every mainstream media article we’ve ever read has attributed the past decade’s loss of over a thousand indie record stores to the rise in digital music. In our opinion, short-sighted, corporate-favoring, customer-be-damned decisions by the the major labels have been a far bigger factor in the demise.

Some things never change… and the poor major label decision-making continues with the new Kanye/Jay-Z release (in this case, exclusivity windows for corporate joints).  As the video says, it’s not like we think things are going to change now… but we got a package in the mail this week that was just too stupid not to mock.  I threw on the glasses and made it “Music 101″ because I’m a goof.

To those of you that have only shopped at our current location, and haven’t heard us speak out on industry issues, a small explanation:

We used to speak out all the time about crazy industry decisions and policies (some examples are still linked on our press page) .  While our complaints and observations, and those of our fellow outspoken indie friends, often garnered attention and perhaps even slowed down the complete corporate takeover of our industry, they really didn’t stop any of the practices we opposed (inflated list prices, exclusive releases, multiple versions, suing customers, not monetizing file-trading, etc.)

At the time, we were a member of the Coalition of Independent Music Stores (CIMS), so we were more involved in the industry.  When our ASU store closed, we were no longer in CIMS, so when reopened as a “coalition-less” indie, we were sort of “not in the industry”.  That was totally fine, because as I said, the industry hadn’t shown any signs of sanity, and we had thrown our hands up in terms of trying to change things.  We figured we’d just do our thing and take care of the customers in the store.

Three years later, we’re back in the Coalition (see the blog for more info).  That puts us back in the industry.  As our industry “reps”, our leaders at CIMS made us aware of the Kanye/Jay-Z hilarity, or I’m not sure we’d have even known, to be honest.  Of course, we instantly said we were in agreement with the indie-store letter to the label and artists… but we didn’t have any plans to speak out directly.

Then we got that silly banner in the mail… and I couldn’t contain myself.

Have a great day.

Steve, Kristian, and the hoodlums at Hoodlums

Music: “Move on Up” by Curtis Mayfield.  Available at Hoodlums.

Why I Own a Record Store – Customer Friends

Tuesday, June 21st, 2011

One of the things that I love most about owning a neighborhood record store is making friends out of customers.  Here’s how it’s done:

You start helping a guy or girl by asking questions, and you find out some info about them.  You throw out some info of your own (usually more rambling than is necessary in my case), and they find out a bit about you.

Usually it’s music-based info, but you can find out a lot about a person by talking music.  Hell, ever since I was a wee pup, one of the first things I did when I got to know someone was take a look at their record collection (or their CD collection, although I must note that I’ve never taken a look at someone’s hard drive… but that’s another blog).  After all these years of record store geekdom, I’m like Sherlock Holmes in terms of tying personality traits to musical tastes.

Anyway, if a person likes your service, and your conversation, or whatever, they come again.  And again.  And you bullshit some more with each visit.  You discuss the last purchases and play some music.  Maybe the guy burns you something to listen to… or you bring something in from your house… and maybe you talk a little politics or sports.. and the next thing you know, a bond is built.  A person that was originally just some dude (or dudette) that walked in to check out the store with the MUSIC sign has become your friend.

Since I write once in a while, and make videos more than I probably should, I sometimes think in terms of “you should write about this” or “you should do a video about that”.  When our old customer-turned-friend Ben Erlandson graduated (see pic, congrats Ben) and headed for Northern Cal last year after shopping at our store for almost the duration of our existence, I decided to write a blog about how Ben had grown into a friend.  How much he had gotten to know all of the main hoodlums, how we had a nickname for him (based on biking accidents), how much fun we had interacting with him online, and how much we were going to miss him… most of all how that missing went beyond the loss of a great customer.

A Tribute To One of Our All-time Champion Customer-Friends

So here I am with that my “customer-friend” blog, but it isn’t about Ben.  Sorry pal, but there’s a good reason for it:

A few months before Ben left, I had already put another “I should do this customer video” thought in progress.  I had the ol’ video camera in the store so I could record Record Store Geek: The Reason It’s Always Me in the Videos, and one our great customer-friends, Craig Pinson, happened to be in the store shopping (and bullshitting about music). In addition to helping spice up the RSG video with his fantastic and supportive laughter, he allowed me to turn the camera on him to make a testimonial about our special order service at Hoodlums. I told him I was going to edit it and put it up on the website next to our special order info.  He loved it.

Of course, I didn’t get on it right away… meaning as I begin to write this it still isn’t on the website.

Craig kept coming, and the friendship continued to grow.  Not only with me, but with Kristian and Andy as well.  Every once in a while, I’d say “Eventually I’m going to get that special order video up”, and he’d say “no biggie” or something to that extent.  It wasn’t like it was a big deal, and in our relationship the most important thing was the music.  This is the Savoy Brown you should try next.  When is that deluxe version of Derek and the Dominoes coming out?  The new Drive-By Truckers is excellent, as is the Jason Isbell.

When the extra Elton John/Leon Russell tickets showed up on the day of the show, we knew who to call.  And Craig (and his wife Mary) were ready.  We were able to hook them up, and we all went to the whatever-it’s-called Arena to verify that Elton can still jam (he can).

Craig ordered the Vanilla Fudge box set through Hoodlums, even though it was a Rhino Handmade product (just like the Delaney and Bonnie in the video), and when we called to tell him it was in, he apologized and said he was laid up and that it might be a while.  We assured him it was no big deal and we told him we hoped he would get feeling better.  It took about a month, maybe longer, but eventually he came in and grabbed his stuff.

He said he was feeling better.  We talked for a long time.  About his purchases.  About the music.  And Craig did what he always would do… he’d finish up the discussion, and he’d say he had to go, and then somehow, someway, the thought of music would take over… and Craig would stop… and fire up the discussion again.  I’d give him shit about it (no, not you, Steve) and we’d laugh.  Eventually he would leave, awesome music in hand.

Then in early May, I received a call from Kristian.  Craig’s wife had called to tell us that Craig had passed away during the night.  She explained to Kristian that Hoodlums had played such a big part in Craig’s life, had provided him with so much enjoyment, that she felt we needed to be told.

She knew that we were friends.  Through Hoodlums… but mostly, through the music.

Kristian and I were both able to attend Craig’s funeral.  During the service, Craig’s love of music was mentioned prominently, along with his awesome kindness, his loving manner, and his terrific laugh.  On the way home, we talked about how lucky we were that this was the first funeral we’ve had to attend during our 13 years of building relationships with customers, and how much we were going to miss our friend Craig.

I knew the video was at home in my Mac.  I knew I had to at least finish it and post it.  In honor of our friend, Craig.  I checked with Mary, and she said it was O.K.

So here’s to ya Craig.  I added Derek and the Dominoes for the music, and I listened to it while writing this.  Lord knows I’ll think about ya every time it plays.

Why I Own A Record Store: First-Listen Jealousy

Saturday, September 25th, 2010

Michael has been shopping at our new location since we opened two years ago.  He and his brother Matthew often times come in together. It took me a while to get his name down; I had to write down an entry in my “customer remembering” notes area (the entry: “Michael and Matthew – Brothers”), but he comes in with enough regularity that it didn’t take too long.  He’s a young guy, for sure a child of the digital age, so he doesn’t have to be in here.  He’s been trained not to pay for music by all the hilarious marketing and pricing decisions of the corporate geniuses that now run the record labels (don’t get me started).  He undoubtedly knows nine ways to acquire music files for free.

Michael and Matthew hang out at our 2nd Annual Vinyl Art Show

But the guy is a music fan.  He’s a collector.  Like me.  Like Kristian. Like many of you. He studies, appreciates, and searches out new music. Not just new music like “this week’s new releases”, but things he hasn’t heard.  From whatever era… whatever genre.

Anyway, today Michael was in and I noticed that he had Stevie Wonder’s Talking Book CD in his hand.  I said something about it being a great choice, and he said, “Actually, I was also looking for Songs in the Key of Life.”

I knew it was hit or miss.  While I love the Songs album enough to have written a separate blog about it (I’m Not a Conductor, But I Play One on the Treadmill), it’s still a $21.99 double CD, and although millions of people know what I mean when I say the album is a true classic, when it comes people buying it for that price, they usually say, “That Greatest Hits CD for $14.99 will just do fine.”  So we make it a special order title. It hurts, but that’s the sort of practical decision making you have to make to survive twelve years in a digital universe. Plus, we usually have it around on vinyl, and a lot of people grab it that way.

Sure enough, I was right.  The CD had sales, but mainly on special orders. It was not in stock. Now, Michael has ordered plenty of things from us, so I told him we could get it by Tuesday. However, he winced at the price. I told him we could put in a used special order.

Then he held up Talking Book and said, “You’re not going to believe this, but I just heard him for the first time yesterday.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yeah.”

He went on to say that he had heard Innervisions and completely loved it, and Andy jumped in to ramble poetic about Talking Book.  We talked about how powerful Stevie was, and customer Rick (the Zonal Wonderboy) said he had seen Stevie with the Stones on Exile on Mainstreet tour (PS.  Do not fail to buy the DVD reissue of Ladies and Gentlemen… the Rolling Stones, it rages).  Then I rambled back to the Tom Moon story (during our “1,000 Recordings to Hear Before You Die” interview) about how Stevie was fed the lyrics via headphones about ten seconds before he was going to sing them.

Then Andy said, “Will an LP work?”  Michael said yes, and Andy went to look.  Not one stinkin’ copy on the floor.  ”Check backstock”, I said. Andy went back and returned with a “bargain basement” copy from the backroom.  He said it was hidden.  The price: $1.

Wow.  One dollar for an absolute piece of art!  Just a tiny little bit of daily revenue, but I was literally excited for him to get it.  He’s a real fan like me, and I knew it was going to move him (hell, I’m listening to Talking Book right now for inspiration, and it’s moving me again). I rambled on about the amazing history lesson that is “Black Man”, and the collaboration with George Benson and Bobbie Humphries on “Another Star”, and how “As” was worth twenty bucks all by itself.

And then I thought the thought that I think all the time: Wow, I wish I could hear that album for the first time again.

I thought it when I sent Tom the James Gang Rides Again.  I thought it when Paul bought four titles from the Blues for Rockers blog.  I think about it almost every time I know I am putting a classic piece of music in the hands of anyone, old or young, man or woman, that is going to be hearing it for the very first time.

I labeled it as “first-listen jealousy” in the title, but that’s only to a tiny little extent.  Mainly, turning people on to something that can potentially resonate positively with them throughout the remainder of their life is a pretty good feeling.

Because great music is good for your soul.  An investment in your soul.  And I may not have written the music (and by “may”, I mean not a chance), but I can sure as hell help spread it around.  And even though I do it because I believe in music, even though I did it for free in high school and college, and even though I’m sure I’ll spread it around long after there ain’t no more record stores… for now, if I can spread it around and make a living for my family, then I’ll keep owning a record store.

Have a good time Michael.  That was a buck well spent.

Post Record Store Geek Note: I couldn’t help but listen to “As” during the editing process (yeah, I do occasionally cut some rambling).  It’s like an instant burst of pure goodness.  In the middle, there’s the beautiful choruses of humming by the back-up singers, and then Stevie bursts in with the rough Stevie voice, and then the smooth Stevie voice.  I’m telling you this, I don’t know what God is, but at that point… when Stevie assures you that in spite of your troubles “God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed”, it sure feels like something pretty powerful had to make that guy. One way or the other, that’s my kinda preacher.

Why I Own a Record Store: Are You a Hippy?

Friday, September 24th, 2010

As Kristian and I celebrate our 12th Anniversary with Hoodlums (it’s a loose celebration, we’re gonna milk it), and continue to navigate a ever-changing waters of record store ownership, I’ve been doing a little reflecting on just why exactly I do this.  The first one was Goosebumps.

It was Tuesday morning, and I answered the phone, and the nice lady on the phone explained that she has some LPs she would like to bring down.  I began to explain the procedures for used LP buying and selling, and she said “No, you don’t understand, I want to give them to you”.  ”That’s great, I said… we appreciate it”.

She went on to explain that she was coming all the way down from Scottsdale because she had read the article in the Arizona Republic that morning.  Now usually I read the newspaper every morning (that’s right, I listen to CDs and read books and newspapers… cause I’m old school, and I can only mainline so much digital info), but I hadn’t gotten a chance to do so that morning, thanks to some sort of kid-related morning excursion. Because I had sent out a press release about our free J.J. Grey show, which was the next day, I assumed she saw something about that.

“I didn’t see the Republic this morning, was it something about our show tomorrow?”

“No, it’s an article about Social Networking.  It’s on the front page of the Arizona Living section”.

Cool.  There had a been a story about Valley record stores using social media to reach customers on AzCentral about two weeks earlier, but we had no idea it was going to run Valley-wide.   Anyway, she went on:

“There’s even a picture.  Is it you?”

“I don’t think so… they didn’t take any pictures during the interview… but they could have some sort of shot on hand”.

“Are you a hippy?”

“Uh, yeah… sorta”

“Do you have a beard?”

“Hmmm.  Not officially, but I don’t like to shave very much.”

At this point, I just figured it was Kristian (that’s his cartoon, although the boy has shaved off the beard recently) because, well, we are both kind of hippies. It wouldn’t be the first time.  Kristian once had a customer tell him that he was referred to Hoodlums with the reference that both of the owners look “a little like Jesus” (who’s pretty much the most famous bearded hippy of all time).

A little later in the day, our friend Brandon from Changing Hands brought a copy of the paper in, so I was able to check out the picture.

It wasn’t Kristian or me.  It was Dario from Stinkweeds, our central Phoenix indie colleagues, the other store featured in the article. I guess most (I say “most”, because we must remember Joe) of the remaining record store guys fit the profile (although Joe has a different record store guy profile).

Let’s face it: I am a bearded hippy.   I have been ever since I was old enough to grow a beard and do the things that hippies do.  Which is just another reason I own a record store. There’s just not many jobs where I can be my bearded hippy self.  Kristian either.

Both of us hippies thank you for your support.

Blues for Rockers by Record Store Geek

Friday, September 3rd, 2010

We’ve decided to make September “Blues Month” here at Hoodlums. That’s because we can pretty much make up whatever we want – and we love the Blues.  That means all Blues CDs, DVDs, and LPs are 10% off regular price.

Now, just like all the other genres, all the hoodlums at Hoodlums have different tastes and specialties within the genre. Kristian loves that Delta, acoustic-sounding stuff more than I do (although I have my share of Delta Blues). Joe and the pups (Andy, Becky, Mandel) don’t play the blues very much… so I’m not sure about where they stand (except if there is such thing as avant-garde blues, Joe probably has a big collection).

Which bring us to our blog author, yours geekly.  I tend to play, love, and promote stuff that’s a little quicker, a little more electric. OK… that’s probably an understatement (I hear some of my former colleagues out there saying, “Steve played three kinds of music: Rock, Blues, and Blues/Rock”).  Although over the past fifteen years I have been responsible for plenty of jazz, soul, and world in-store play, for the first ten years of my Record Store Geekdom that description was pretty close to being right on. Either way, for close to 25 years, I have been listening to the blues and peddling blues to customers.

Those are the qualifications I bring to this table: Love and experience.  So using that love and experience, combined with my desire to spread the blues (in a good way), I have decided to make up a little guide entitled,Blues for Rockers. (NOTE: If you want to read another list, from a man who’s way more qualified than I am, check out “Essential Chicago Blues Albums” by Valley Blues legend and guest blogger Bob Corritore.)

Just like I did with the How to Build Your Jazz Collection blog, I’ll clarify a bit of the logic that went into the list of amazing albums you see below you.  That way, I won’t get harassed by blues purists out there because there’s no Robert Johnson or Son House on the list (I can hear Kristian talking about Leadbelly now). You see, those artists are all in my collection, and I do like, understand, and appreciate their foundational contributions, this isn’t a blog on starting a well-rounded blues collection… it’s a blog to help rockers (like all the goofs I hung with in High School) diversify into another genre.  The genre that gave rock and roll it’s start.

Here’s are the factors that contributed to the list:

Smokin’ Price. It’s a lot easier to turn someone on to something new if the price is right… and every one of these classic titles is under $10 on CD.  I would like to make a list of ten great new blues releases too, but the damn things are all priced in the fifteen dollar zone.  Do we stock them? Yes (or we can special order for nothin’). Am I going to use them to promote blues-conversion? No.

Tempo. Most of these CDs kick a little ass.  You don’t get to be a blues/rock/blues junkie like me without craving the sound of a wailin’ guitar, and these are some of the greatest guitar players (I’m listening to Albert King as I write… the man just kicks) of all time.  There’s more than a few tunes to which you can drink a glass of wine (see Simone, Nina), but don’t expect a ton of puppy stuff.

Love. Amazingly, considering the same idiots still run the music industry, there were so many great blues classics under $10 that I had to really narrow it down to stuff that I know and love the most.  As it is, I wanted to at least get to twenty, but I couldn’t do it.  If you click on the allmusic reviews (linked on each title) you’ll see that most of the albums are critical darlings, but a few aren’t.  I pay that no matter… I love each and every one.  Hell, I wrote down the titles before I started writing anything else.

So if you love the Allman Brothers, Stevie Ray Vaughan, or Eric Clapton… if you dig the Black Keys or Kings of Leon… and you’re ready to take a step back on the chain of rock and roll evolution, here we go.

21 Blues Albums for Rockers (in no particular order)

  1. Willie DixonI Am the Blues ($6.99) Why not start with Willie?  The dude wrote a truckload of the songs on many of these blues albums, and literally every single song on this CD has been famously covered by rock bands.  Don’t believe me?  How ’bout “Back Door Man” (Doors); “I Can’t Quit You, Baby” (Led Zep), and “Little Red Rooster” (Stones)… just to cite three.  He’s the one they call the seventh son.
  2. Muddy Waters/Howlin’ WolfMuddy and the Wolf ($9.99).  Blues meet rock as the rock stars (who helped revive the blues in the first place) team up with my two favorite blues artist of all time (First Wolf, then Muddy).  This CD isn’t Wolf and Muddy together, it is a combo of the Muddy’s Fathers and Sons album, with Butterfield, Bloomfield, Sumlin and more, and Howlin’ Wolf London Sessions, featuring Clapton, Winwood, and the Stones rhythm section of Watts and Wyman.  I would have recommended both albums separately, but the actual Muddy CD is closer to fifteen bucks (the Wolf is $9.99).  I’d still truly recommend both.
  3. Butterfield Blues BandButterfield Blues Band ($7.99)
  4. Butterfield Blues BandEast-West ($7.99)  I could listen to these stinkin’ Butterfield CDs once a week.  They just never get old.  Let’s face it, Mike Bloomfield was one hell of a guitar player, and his impact is long considering his short life.  The self-titled album is my favorite thing he’s ever done, but East/West is a close second.
  5. Albert CollinsTruckin’ with Albert Collins ($9.99)  I love Collins’ blistering style and gritty voice, and I had been digging back through his catalog, and I found his first recording at a sweet price, and I was sold.  He’s the master… of the telecaster (Don’t believe me? He’ll tell you himself. Over and over again).
  6. Robert Cray BandStrong Persuader ($9.99)  Along with Stevie Ray Vaughan’s Couldn’t Stand the Weather, this is the first blues album I ever owned.  It helped me cross the bridge to the blues.  I had to pick one, and Stevie is in the rock and soul section at the store, so Cray was the choice. This album is smooth and sweet and Robert is a talented dude.  ”She was right next door… and I’m such a strong persuader”.
  7. Lightin’ HopkinsLightnin’.  Like many of my favorite albums, this album was traded in by a customer.  That’s the great thing about used buying – you get to test all sorts of stuff you wouldn’t have thought to try otherwise.  I tried this and loved it.  Come down to the store and hear it in the listening post and see for yourself.
  8. Howlin’ WolfBack Door Wolf ($6.99) Another “used buy find” for me (Michael, was that you?).  Once I discovered the price, I brought it right in.  When I play it; it sells.  You need a lot more Howlin’ Wolf than this (Moanin’ in the Moonlight, etc.), but this is a cheap way to start.  From the allmusic bio on Wolf: “no one could match him for the singular ability to rock the house down to the foundation while simultaneously scaring its patrons out of its wits”.  Wow.  Watching Wolf in his prime in a juke joint would be time-machine journey for me.
  9. Albert KingBorn Under a Bad Sign ($9.99)  Unquestionably, this is one of the greatest electric blues albums of all time.  Featuring Booker T. and the MGs as a band, Albert’s Stax debut lays down some blistering guitar licks on some of the most recognizable songs in blues history.  One of the most consistent “play it and sell it” albums in Hoodlums’ history.  Great cover too.
  10. T-Bone WalkerT-Bone Blues ($9.99)  Even though I try to avoid greatest hits compilations when I’m recommending stuff… it’s hard to avoid comps when you are dealing with the Blues.  This comp is amazing.  The best way to get a dose of T-Bone, who is a blues-rockin’ fool, writing some of the most rock-covered blues songs ever (which this CD proudly sports).
  11. Nina SimoneNina Simone Sings the Blues ($9.99)  This is an album that you might want to play if you are hanging out with a wonderful girl and you want the mood be right (that’s not the way I would have put it in high school). If it doesn’t do the trick, I’d say that wonderful girl may not be that into you. Smart, sassy, sultry, snappy… if there’s an cool adjective that starts with “S”… Nina probably fits the description with this album.  It’s an Allmusic Album Pick – and the review is completely glowing.  ”Do I Move You?” asks Nina on the very first song.  You got that right, sister.
  12. Muddy WatersHard Again ($9.99) From the opening growl of “Mannish Boy”, you know you are in the presence of awesome blues power.  That testosterone-laced masterpiece alone is worth twenty bucks, and there’s not a bad song behind it.  Johnny Winter leads a top-notch band as Muddy returns to form in all his cocky glory.
  13. Freddie KingBurglar ($6.99)  As I type, I am listening to Freddie just tear it up in the wicked “Texas Flyer”, off this fine, inexpensive little masterpiece by one of the three Kings of the Blues.  Here’s a game to play: Try naming rock musicians that have made a living playing like Freddie King.  There’s more than a few riffs on this album to give you a hint or two.  By the way, saying Eric Clapton doesn’t count, since he’s playing on this album on “Sugar Sweet”. (Trivia: What song quotes this about Freddie: “I got to tell ya that poker’s his thing”?)
  14. Johnny WinterSecond Winter ($9.99) Long before helping resurrect Muddy’s career, Johnny was tearin’ it up on his own.  Not exactly alone, he has brother Edgar and a great rhythm section behind him.  I still can’t believe all these unbelievable albums are so damn cheap.  That’s why both Johnny and Edgar’s CD still sell so well (that, and they are great).
  15. John Lee HookerEndless Boogie ($6.99)  Even though allmusic beat this title up a bit, I don’t really care.  The exact reason they didn’t like it, the contributions from guest guitarists like Jesse Ed Davis, Mel Brown, and Steve Miler, is the exact reason I do like it.  Lotsa tasty guitar, lotsa that Hooker growl.
  16. Taj MahalTaj Mahal ($9.99)  This could possibly be my number one fave of this whole list.  It’s like it just keeps getting better with age.  From the first strains of harmonica on “Leaving Trunk”, you just know this album is gonna be good.  Featuring Jesse Ed Davis and Ry Cooder on guitar, you absolutely need this CD.  (I had its successor, the five-star Natch’l Blues, on the list as well… but I had to include Johnny Winters).
  17. Etta JamesAt Last ($9.99)  Honestly, I listen to Tell Mama a bit more, but it’s still more than ten bucks.  Oh well, including her Chess debut, At Last, wasn’t a tough task.  You gotta have some Etta.  Etta is a bad-ass.  Chicks dig Etta too.  High or low; fast or slow.  Etta can do it all.
  18. Rising Sons - Featuring Taj Mahal and Ry Cooder ($6.99)  ”Want to see me sell this album?”.  I don’t revere High Infidelity or anything, but anyone who works in a record store knows that some CD just have power.  Add an “it’s only 6.99″ to the conversation, and you’ve got a sale. This Rising Sons album just walks that walk. It jumps right on the customer and makes them walk up and ask. This is the only compilation from the Rising Sons brief career, and it is top notch.
  19. Big Mama ThorntonWith The Muddy Waters Blues Band ($9.99)  The newest addition to the list.  Like many of the great albums in my collection, Kristian found it and turned me on.  The allmusic bio used phrases like “menacing growl” and “hefty belter”… and her name is Willie Mae… and this is Muddy’s band… so how can you not be curious?
  20. BB KingIndianola Mississippi Seeds ($6.99)  Let me see… Kristian found the LP and listened to it.  Then we checked the CD, and it was only 6.99, so he bought it.  Then I listened to it and bought it.  Then we put it in a listening post and sold a bunch. Now we are telling you.  You just gotta have some B.B. King, and although this album is hardly enough to represent such a master, it’s a good one to have.
  21. Buddy GuyI Was Walking Through the Woods ($9.99)  Buddy is the new Muddy, the reigning king of the Chicago Blues.  I saw him at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame concert, and he is still tearing up. This a comp of Buddy’s early Chess recordings… another in a long line of beautiful albums discovered through a customer trade-in.

There it is… a place to start.  Come down to the store during September, and we can discuss it more.  If these albums aren’t already in a listening post, I will pull them from my personal play list and let you listen to whatever you want.  Thanks for reading.  Long live the Blues.

Five CDs I probably would have included, except they cost more than $10:

  1. Sonny Boy Williamson - Real Folk Blues/More Real Folks Blues
  2. Bobby “Blue” BlandTouch of the Blues
  3. Collins, Cray, CopelandShowdown!
  4. Bluesbreakers (w/Mayall and Clapton)- S/T
  5. John Lee Hooker – Real Folk Blues/More Real Folk Blues

Five CDs that are damn good rock-blues, but just a bit too on the rock side to include in this:

  1. Derek and the DominoesLayla and Other Assorted Love Songs
  2. Stevie Ray VaughanCouldn’t Stand the Weather
  3. Rory GallagherRory Gallagher
  4. Allman Brothers - The Allman Brothers
  5. North Mississippi AllstarsShake Hands with Shorty

Why I Own a Record Store: Goosebumps

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

My friends and relatives from back in my younger, Nodak days can probably attest: If you were riding in a car with me for even the shortest period of time, chances are you were going to hear some loud tunes.  Not always loud music (although more times than not it was something jammin’), but for sure at a loud volume level.  And many, many of them can tell you about the goosebumps.

You see, I get so into the music… the music flows through me so much… that I get goosebumps.  I always have.  Spiritually, more often than not (back in my more dogmatic days as well as in my current state of “I don’t know anything for sure”), the times when I have felt the closest to whatever God may be, it has been because of music.

Let me clarify, every time I get goosebumps because of music, I’m not in some sort of meditative state.  Most of the times I just hear a great song, especially if the music is enveloping me (like in a car or on the headphones), and the feeling flows over me, and I get goosebumps. Sometimes more.  I never know exactly when the feeling will hit, but it is more likely to happen if it’s a song I know very well, or if it is an uplifting song about outstanding human traits, or a song that reminds me of a special person or time.

Anyway, on these occasions when someone else has happened to be with me (mainly in my younger, wilder days when I was with a more varied group of passengers), I usually showed them the effect by holding out my right forearm.  Just to let them know what music does for me.  On almost every instance, the person has been sort of blown away.  Like “Wow, really?”.  No big deal.  I just figured I was sort of a minority at this level of musical passion.  I had a few buddies that were into music, but not quite to my level. by that time I knew that most people enjoyed music in a different way than I did: Not as an integral part of their life, but as a soundtrack that was played by the radio, or MTV, or someone else.   It didn’t make me feel like a weirdo or anything.  I kind of enjoyed it.

But I’ve never really discussed the physical reaction with a whole lot of people.  Not since the puppy days.  Until about a month ago.

I was overwhelmed by a song on the way to work (Paul Pena’s mighty “Gonna Move”, which has gotten me before) and along came the goosebumps.  A little later in the day, I asked the my fellow employees about it.  It was shift change, so there just happened to be three of us hanging out (maybe four…Joe and Becky for sure, maybe Andy).  ”Do you guys ever get goosebumps listening to music?”  To my surprise, and later I realized not to my surprise, everyone immediately responded “Yes”.  Not just “yes”, but “yes” in a “of course, I can’t even believe you are asking me” way.

It was another of those many times when I knew why I do it… why I own a record store in 2010.

I do it for people like us.  People who are so into it that it literally and uncontrollably moves us… physically, emotionally, spiritually.  People that break it down, collect it, analyze it, read about it.  People that recognize that life would be terrible without it.  People that embrace the song, the album, the instruments, and most of all… its amazing creators.  I think I speak for Kristian if I say he feels the same way.

Will we gladly take care of people that are casually into it?  Of course. If we can spread music in any way, it’s all good.  But for me, the driving force is connecting with people that know that the full, goose-bump-inducing power of music cannot be experienced by downloading a single song, or by only listening to it with half-ass sound quality, or by only sitting in front of their computer.

If you are one of those types, come down and see me.

A dozen songs with the ability to “goosebump” this particular Record Store Geek:

  1. Gil Scott-Heron and Brian Jackson – “It’s Your World”
  2. Stevie Wonder – “As” and “Another Star” (See “I’m Not a Conductor, But I Play One on the Treadmill“)
  3. Stevie Wonder – “That Girl”
  4. Triumph – “Fight the Good Fight” (The all-time ‘bump champion for me. Lyrically and musically… I simply cannot stop and feel the overwhelming power of Ric’s voice and not one, but two, of the greatest guitar solos ever).
  5. Incognito – “I Love What You Do For Me” (After I typed this song on the list, I dialed it up on the iTunes and it emotionally messed me up in the best possible way. I hadn’t heard it in so long, I was brought to posi-tears by Maysa’s unbeatable vocals and the lyrical significance of the song as it relates to my wife/best friend).
  6. Michael Franti and Spearhead – “Crazy, Crazy, Crazy” (The first song they played at our ASU in-store… it reminds of my son while presenting a philosophy I wish all of mankind could embrace.)
  7. Michael Franti and Spearhead – “Soulshine” (Both Michael and Stevie could have five songs on this list, as they reach deep into the soul.)
  8. The Cars – “All Mixed Up”
  9. Whiskeytown – “Turn Around” (One of those reminder songs… reminding me what it was like to be scrapped by someone)
  10. Derek and the Dominoes – Why Does Love Got to Be So Sad?
  11. Boston – “Peace of Mind” (First album. First concert in 8th grade.  First love. First real friends.  Simple message that has rung true to me for 30 years.)
  12. Alison Krauss and Union Station – “The Lucky One” (Although the lyrics pertain to a happy-go-lucky man, the song reminds me of my youngest daughter – who is simply the most inspirational person in my life).

There’s many, many more – these are just the ones that popped up into my head.