Musicland (yukky chain record store), Ann Arbor, MI, summer of 1974. Big Star’s “Radio City” album (from whence this perfect song comes) in a bargain bin for 33¢.
And then I was in love with a band. (Went back and got “#1 Record” for 33¢ in the same bargain bin a few days later.)
(I’m gagging to see the movie, but I’m gonna wait for the DVD/Blu-ray. Going to see movies at the theater in Hollywood’s an exercise in not wanting to commit mass murder, with iPhones everywhere and absurd ticket prices, but primarily cuz I’ve got a big flatscreen and a good stereo and best of all, a remote control to rewind to whatever sublime thing I want to watch again. Not to mention the extra features that I’m sure will be on it.)
Musicland (yukky chain record store), Ann Arbor, MI, summer of 1974. Big Star’s “Radio City” album (from whence this perfect song comes) in a bargain bin for 33¢.
And then I was in love with a band. (Went back and got “#1 Record” for 33¢ in the same bargain bin a few days later.)
(I’m gagging to see the movie, but I’m gonna wait for the DVD/Blu-ray. Going to see movies at the theater in Hollywood’s an exercise in not wanting to commit mass murder, with iPhones everywhere and absurd ticket prices, but primarily cuz I’ve got a big flatscreen and a good stereo and best of all, a remote control to rewind to whatever sublime thing I want to watch again. Not to mention the extra features that I’m sure will be on it.)