Yesterday’s post was kind of morbid, which I guess any Hymie’s regular would say is a little out of character. The truth is everything at the record store is okay. Record Store Day was an enormous success, and our expansion plans are moving forward pretty well. You can look in the back of the building and see the new space any time you’re in the shop (The light switch is just to the left). Some of the new browsers are already built and the entire space is painted. Its only about a week before we start re-arranging the entire record shop. The thing is that its all a lot of work. In the past month I have moved records and shelves and nearly anything else you can imaging, built browsers, painted walls and shelves, and run the shop all the while. I’m feeling a little exhausted a lot of the time, maybe a little like this…
“Run That Body Down” is from the first Paul Simon album. I don’t know about you, but I have titles for a lot of records in my head that describe them because I forget the actual name or its self-titled and easily confused. Paul McCartney’s first album is Bowl of Cherries so far as I’m concerned. Dave Mason’s first album is Swirly Record and Paul Simon’s first album is Fuzzy Hood.
Fuzzy Hood is a great record – That’s why its so hard to find. The only complaint I’ve ever had is that I think Columbia made a mistake issuing the single – “Mother and Child Reunion” – with “Paranoia Blues” as its B-side. Its a fun track, kind of classic Simon in its wittiness, but “Run That Body Down” would have been a great B-side to pick on a jukebox from time to time. Its essentially the blueprint for entire Paul Simon albums to follow (Especially Still Crazy After All These Years).
You’re a Hymie’s customer so I think its safe to assume you can’t afford to see him play at First Avenue tonight. Or its not your thing. Ironically, a lot of the people enthusiastic to find one Paul Simon record or another around here are younger than me (And its usually Graceland and Rhythm of the Saint*). I don’t know if I would feel comfortable at the show tonight were somebody to give me a ticket. One of our favorite young regulars told me about his night at the Dakota when John Hammond played, and his story sounded about as alienating as I usually find a night at the Dakota to be. Here he’s spent over a half a day’s wages to be there, just to get in the door, and he’s drinking his glasses of water, yet still having a great evening because John Hammond is just that good and he’s been looking forward to the show. The only problem? Fancy folks eating big meals are talking over Hammond like he’s the house band at the Schooner**. Maybe his story is a fair case of pearls before swine and maybe you can accuse me of unreasonable working class angst – Neither would be a first. I guess I feel like that’s what it would be like if I had the fifty bucks to see Paul Simon play tonight.
Do I wish I could be there? Yes. But its okay because next time around he’s going to play an in-store appearance here at Hymie’s. He’s going to bring Garfunkel with him. He’s going to bring Edie Brickell with him and I think we’ll have Martin Devaney open.
*Yes, its true this is one of my favorite records of all time. Yes, its also true we nearly never have it in stock.
**I don’t know who that is. It just seems like a shitty job.
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