I’ve worked in music for a while, working in PR at labels (XL, EMI and freelance) and just got tired of pretending to be enthusiastic about some of the terrible music I had to work on (I worked on lots of good stuff too).I went on holiday in America, driving from LA to Nashville and stopping at record shops at every town and city we stayed in. There were so many good shops - favourites being Shangri-La in Memphis, and Amoeba in Hollywood, there was a good one in Amarillo too, but I can’t remember what it was called.Anyway, I’d just moved back to Essex from London and there wasn’t anywhere in town to get records, so I told a few people I was going to open a record shop and had to follow through, because apparently people remember stuff like that. My own stupid mouth got me in to it.The shop’s been here for 4 and a half years now and I still love getting the sales sheets from the labels to see what’s coming out, and especially picking up great used collections. I love recommending stuff to people and then hearing back that they loved it. You hear from people all the time that there’s no good new music anymore, speak to your local shop, they can recommend 10 things that came out this week that you’ll love.
