Record Store Day Planner [UPDATED]

Record Store Day is tomorrow! Here is how our intrepid audiophiliac will be spending the day.

Easy Street Records, Queen Anne

I will start my day off at Easy Street Records in Queen Anne for three reasons: 1. In my advanced years (32), I have become more conscious of the limitation of my own enthusiasm. This is the closest record store to my apartment and asking me to do much travelling before noon on a Saturday is a stretch. 2. It was named one of Time magazine’s top ten record stores of the year, and I take all of my cultural cues from Time. Unfortunately, the popularity that got the shop that designation also means that I will probably spend the morning in line. I will just have to pick up a copy of The Seattle Sinner so I can brush up on my local politics while I wait. 3. I’ve got a good feeling that they will have the exclusive Record Store Day releases that I am looking for. In order of preference:

1. John Fahey
Requia (and Other Compositions for Guitar Solo)

I’ve had a hard time tracking down good vinyl of Fahey, the true grandfather of the modern day Northwest folk scene. This is the guy who inspired M. Ward fergoodnesssakes.

2. Mississippi John Hurt
The Immortal

Another artist that has yet to make the jump from digital to vinyl in my collection. This is a re-mastered version of Hurt’s classic 1967 album that features the Delta Bluesman’s version of “Stagolee.” Must. Have.

3. Nirvana

I’m not going to maul anyone for this tour EP from Nirvana’s 1992 Australian tour, but if I see it, I’m grabbin’ it!

4. Midlake/Will Self
Am I Going Insane

How Denton, Texas, madrigal folk rock outfit Midlake came to be teamed up with creepy, but brilliant, British satirist Will Self is beyond me, but I do credit Self with saving my life while I was in my early 20s and have been amused by his whithering recitations since. Maybe Midlake thought they were teaming up with Okkervil River's Will Sheff? Either way; I’m gettin’ it!

5. Built To Spill

Doug Martsch covering the Grateful Dead live? Yes, thank you!

Peter Buck signing
Easy Street, Queen Anne
By the time I am done perusing the goodies at Easy Street it will be time to line up to get stuff signed by Peter Buck, famed R.E.M. guitarist and, more recently, bass player in the Baseball Project. I will be bring a baseball for him to sign. Then I’m going to try and talk baseball with him, to the frustration of the R.E.M. fans behind me in line. I will not leave until he agrees to go to an M’s game with me.

Hangin' out
Mossy Bottom Records, University District
My passion for purchasing freshly released slabs sated, I will head to this new record story run by amusingly named 27-year-old awesome guy Nick Gorfkle, who opened this store that sells only used records. Here I will search for Phil Ochs records and ask Gorfkle to suggest some jazz that is good to blog to.

The Head and the Heart live performance
Sonic Boom, Ballard
I am going to see the Head and the Heart!

Slow Skate live performance
Bop Street Records, Ballard
I am not going to see the Head and the Heart. The plaid-shirt brigade has consumed the entire block on which Sonic Boom sits. All of the stomping and clapping will be making me nervous, so I’ll head across the street to Bop Street’s great new location to hear this Seattle band play the slinky ballads from its third full-length. Then I might buy it. UPDATE: This show is not happening. Apparently, I was looking at last year's calendar. Silly me. All apologies.

Telekinesis live performance
Sonic Boom, Capitol Hill
That new Telekinesis album, 12 Desperate Straight Lines, is bonkers good. I have yet to see the band play it live, but judging from all the video I’ve caught, it looks like drummer/singer Michael Benjamin Lerner is meshing well with his new bandmates, especially Cody Votolato, who is tearing up the guitar tracks that Lerner laid down on the album. This is my prediction for best show of the day!

The Head and the Heart live performance
Easy Street, Queen Anne
I’m going to see the Head and the Heart!

Streamline Tavern
I’m not going to see the Head and the Heart. I stayed on the Hill too long and the screaming throng kept me out. Instead I will sit here with a beer and talk to Peter Buck about how scary-good Michael Pineda is as the chorus of “hallelujahs” echoes down the street.