I stood in that damn line, and nothing. That sea of people swept through the aisles in a mad rush, grabbing anything and everything that had the RSD label. Despite being maybe 100-people deep, I still missed out on all the LCD boxsets. I left Amoeba without spending a dime, on principle.
At one point, I just stood on the upper level, staring down at the chaos in the aisles below. One girl, couldn’t have been more than sixteen, stood in the eye of the hurricane with tears streaming down her face. Happy Record Store Day.
Within minutes, eBay was full of those boxsets. Upwards of 200 bucks. My disdain grows.
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