Record Store Day

I turn into a child when it comes to music. New records, discovering a new band, going to concerts, all of these things make me grin like an idiot. At shows if I see the artist walking around, I turn into a little kid asking for autographs or shaking hands or making awkward small talk. When I get a new record in the mail, I hurry back inside to open it and marvel at it's beauty. Tomorrow could have me peeing my pants. It's Record Store Day. Third Man is releasing quite a few singles tomorrow and if I'm lucky I might get a few. Karen Elson's single is on clear vinyl with rose petals pressed into it. The White Stripes reissues are swirly. If I'm unlucky, I will be getting them on boring old black vinyl some other time. The weather is supposed to be cold and rainy, so I'm hoping the sane will stay at home. The store opens at ten. I want to be there at nine, but a certain hobo might not like that too much, haha.