Le R*ck est m*rt
{pour toujours}
  samedi, avril 01, 2006
Guy Mercier   {18:17}

Welcome to the "Last of the Old Time Record Stores"


Weaselworld Saturday, April 1st, 2006

It's over.

It is irrevocable.

I'm tired.

I'm through.

We will be closing up shop after nearly 27 years.

I wish that I could say that I'm happy about it. I'm not. I just can't see
signing up for another couple of years of beating. I know that for some of
you it has been comforting to know that we were still here. You could drop
in every six months or so and say hello, but $15.99 for a compact disc,
well, you could buy three pints of microbrew for that. Yeah, we were good
about hanging up your posters and/or even having your band work out their
kinks on a Saturday afternoon. I know no one ever showed up, but no one was
showing up when we didn't have a band either. I haven't got quite back down
to those $20 days that I had back in Iron Mountain, but we are getting

I always thought that I could get out of any jam by working longer and
harder, but I don't think any amount of work will help. I'm trying to ride a
dying horse into the sunset and Ol' Paint isn't going to make it much

I had hoped to get a kiosk or an arrangement where I could download music
for people who are too busy to play with their I-pods. My remaining
customers want to spend their leisure time at leisure and not in front of a
computer. The record companies won't let us do that. They've been trying to
kill off retail for as long as I've been in the business (10 for penny
Columbia Record Club?) and now that we are on the ropes they aren't going to
relent. Wal-Mart and Virgin and Target might pressure them into allowing
them to do it, but never an indie.

That was the only hope we held out for.

I should've known it was coming when they killed off the vinyl single and
tried to get us to stock nonreturnable CD singles for $7.99. If the customer
had wanted one song, they could always buy the $2 45 and now they wanted $8
for one song? You might as well buy the whole album for $16 (exactly!) and
when they found out the one song was in the middle of some feces sandwich,
the customer felt skewered. It was/is no wonder that they feel justified in
downloading and copying for free. Payback is payback. Only stores like us
are caught in the middle. The customer doesn't see our $12.20 wholesale cost
and our nonexistent margins. We are the villains with a face.

Are we surprised the people who used to buy a 45 for a buck or two will
download the music they want for a buck? Nothing personal here, it is just
common sense and the retailer doesn't fit into the equation.

Are we surprised that people won't buy a disc after Sony uses their product
to screw up home computers because they are so afraid of copying? I still
haven't seen the guy again that bought the Dual Disc that wouldn't play the
audio side. Do I blame them?

On the plus side, I won't have to spend another evening, herded like cattle
into a hot club to stand up for three or four hours, drinking overpriced
beer and listening to the 'next big thing' try to get through a set without
knowing how to tune their instruments (or worse, tuning them incessantly).

"Oh yeah, they're good. Is that the hit? We don't need the encore."

I won't have to deal with guy who is outraged that I'll only offer a buck
for a Beatle album in fair shape or the outraged guy who is disgusted when I
mark the same album at $3.99.

I won't have to listen to anyone call me 'lazy' because I'm only here sixty
hours a week and I'm not open from nine until midnight so they can look at
my forty-nine cent records AND not buy any. I wore out a pair of knee caps
standing behind this counter and even with surgery, I can't get to bending
and crawling like I used to.

I won't have to deal with distributors that sell the same product on Amazon
or E-bay direct for less than they 'wholesale' it to me for. Of course, when
I tried to buy from them on E-bay they screwed up the order and it took the
wrong thing three weeks to get here. I won't have to deal with distributors
who try to use a natural disaster to make me change my supplier. I won't
have to feel slimy after listening to some of these guys.

I won't have to answer burglar alarms at four in the morning.

And I'll never have to hear another singer sound like Whitney Houston with
her hand caught in a toaster (thanks, to Richard Roeper for that line).

Well, I gave it 26 mostly good years and the big boys kicked me out of the
bed and ran off with the trophy wife. Why give retail part of the buck when
they can have it all?

They will dwell in the house of the remix, mash-up, hippity-hop, beat box
forever. We will never hear surf music or anything remotely creative again.

They got the house and I got the 92 Cavalier in the driveway. Bitter, I
guess. Nobody is going to want an old hack like me. Best Buy wants the guys
with the landscaped hair who are masters of the X-box. Radio Shack is in
trouble and closing stores. I had always dreamed about washing dishes and
speaking English as a second language, but how many immigrants are standing
in line for those jobs?

So I'm going to sell strictly on-line and once I get rid of this stuff, I'm
going to concentrate on other products.

My employees have suggested that I open a plus size clothing store and
buffet. That seems to be a sure fire idea. Seriously, I have recently come
across the wonderful world of figurines. Do you know that a vintage "Love
Is.." piece can sell for almost $200? I've seen them for a buck or two at
garage sales. I think that the Cherished Teddies market is just as strong.
I'm going to pursue that for a while. I think that I can be a great salesman
for the aging baby boomer/old hippie women that are my contemporaries and
Precious Moments buyers. When was the last time that anyone was nice to a
middle-aged woman that didn't have plastic surgery? It'd be a damned sight
easier than feigning interest in some wimpy singer/songwriter who is so
damned depressed he elicits the mothering instinct from those whose
biological clocks are still ticking. "Yes, I need you to be a better

Guys my age have nothing to look forward to except smelling bad and
forgetting where they parked the car, but I think I can eek out a living. I
didn't save too much from selling all those Men At Work albums, but I'll get

So drop by and say good-bye. If you're interested, I'll sell you the second
Precious Moments figurine at half price when you buy the first one at list.
Remember those Two-fer Tuesdays?


We've made it 26 YEARS
..until the great white investor hunts us down and kills us dead... (Dave
3346 North Paulina, Chicago IL 60657

  vendredi, mars 31, 2006
Guy Mercier   {10:31}
vient d'arriver and don't let them clean things

  jeudi, mars 30, 2006
Guy Mercier   {23:17}
du côté du bouleversement

in struggle

Sébastien M.   {13:54}
pack yr romantic mind,
(lecteur, lectrice, à toi),
le bouleversement,
avec tous ces connards qui complicent plus ou moins consciemment,
qui bafouent leur amour-propre et leur peu de dignité
pour sauvegarder leur confortable précarité,
le bouleversement : peau de balle

au bac à sable,
les critiques rock,
les journalistes,
les blogueurs

(enthousiasme zéro vs colère zénith)

Guy Mercier   {13:11}
ce que je veux dire
c'est bien sûr que la réforme ne nous convient pas
car la réforme va dans le sens du pouvoir, pour le conforter
or ce que nous attendons
plus ou moins activement
c'est le bouleversement

let's get out of the romance

Sébastien M.   {12:52}
enthousiasme zéro
et puis je trouve cette critique à gerber
(fan ou pas)

  mercredi, mars 29, 2006
Guy Mercier   {00:22}
je vous mets une image
comme ça
la réforme on s'en fout

  mardi, mars 28, 2006
Sébastien M.   {12:56}

Je réécoutais récemment les Swell Maps et foutre, oui, ça rend caduque beaucoup de choses, beaucoup, même après tout ce temps passé...

(enthousiasme zéro, présentement)

  lundi, mars 27, 2006
Guy Mercier   {23:11}
je pense qu'eugene lui est indestructible

Guy Mercier   {22:27}
ce qui revient à dire
qu'il me reste 2 ans à

à ceci près que n'étant malheureusement pas junky
il me reste un inquantifiable temps
X fois la durée du single
des WHO, exactement
car imprévisible
combien de fois, combien de temps pour lire
la sainte famille
ou pour recevoir ma commande et

Guy Mercier   {15:45}
en honneur de

  dimanche, mars 26, 2006
Guy Mercier   {22:28}
en honneur de
la vraie musique
française de bon goût
et tout nous

Une raya de bambins livre aux flammes leurs landeaux/Une ribambelle de nains fout le feu dans l'métro/Une armée de gamins qui brûle les magasins/Trois millions de lycéens carbonisent leurs bouquins/Une concierge allumée fout le feu au quartier/Le président fêlé enflamme l'Elysée/Trois secrétaires en chaleur calcinent leur directeur/Une tribu de bonnes soeurs incendie l'Sacré Coeur/(Chorus)Laï laï laï laï laï laï laï laï laï laï laï.../Un trio d'grands brûlés fait exploser l'hosto/Et 5000 chimpanzés dynamitent le zoo/Des rastas éclatés c'est chaud dans le ghetto/Les feux dans la cité brûlent pour Géronimo/Des soldats cannibales rôtissent leur général/300 patrons qui craquent font sauter la baraque/Et un vieux bonze chinois se pétrole le minois/Le froid tue la fillette qui n'a plus d'allumettes/(Chorusse)/Les hooligans des stades préparent les jerrycans/Les jeunes chômeurs s'la donnent aux cocktails Molotov/Des iraniens enflamment le corps de l'Oncle Sam/Des squatters s'tapent un b?uf autour d'un grand feu d'keufs/Un gang de pyromanes se croit au paradis/Les pompiers en ont marre c'est la grève aujourd'hui/Il y a le feu partout c'est la fête des fous/Il y a le feu partout viv" le feu viv' les fous/(Choeurs slaves de la Jeunesse)/Un gang de pyromanes se croit au paradis/Les pompiers en en ont marre c'est la grève aujourd'hui/Il y a le feu partout c'est la fête des fous/Il y a le feu partout viv' le feu viv' les fous/(Choeur solo)/(Re-Chorusse)


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