
With the industry changing more and more every day, each one of us is affected in different ways by the aftershocks of the current technological overhaul.
For me, the tremors have literally hit home.
The picture above is of what used to be the best record store around my ‘hood. Record Time. It was located in Ferndale on 9 Mile and was one of the few remaining mom and pop shops of its kind left around the area.
Each time I walked in there, it was like walking into a room full of zombies. Everyone was always on their own mission. Between their new and used selections, customers could just zone out for hours sifting through their vast selection of material. It was the kind of place you’d leave with carpel tunnel. From Paradime and Segar, to Debarge and Daft Punk, they usually had everything you were looking for. If it wasn’t in stock, the thick dude with the dreads behind the counter would happily make a few phone calls to make it right. Sticking to the small business mantra, Record Time knew how to keep their customers happy, to say the least.
However, like I told the inquiring soul who saw me taking these pictures, everything must come to an end at some point. Read the rest of this entry »