I got that record jones

Once upon a time there was a street in Austin called The Drag. Located across the street from University of Texas, The Drag was a street loaded with record shops, book stores, coffee shops, arcades and cheap eats. Then the 90’s came to a close and everything died there along with the Dot Com bust. Even The Gap and Tower Records closed. This was where my first shop was located. It’s now a Tattoo / Piercing studio called Diablo Rojo. Belly button piercings are better biz than hi-fi…. whatever. There was a record shop there called Inner Sanctum. The owner has opened up his home for the past few weeks to unload the remainder of his record stash. This is a pic from Friday morning. A bunch of dudes waiting for him to open up. The funny thing is that there was a sign on the door saying “I have a cold, closed until next week” Even so, people were waiting hoping he would show up. I felt like I was “waiting for my man” ie. Lou Reed. After 15 minutes someone mentioned the sign and I left… Jonesing for black gold.

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