Dont'cha just love music, old/new school vinyl, and partying like it's 1977 at Eddie's Rock Palace? Well, maybe you don't ... But I know I can never seem to get my fix. Old vinyl records are like my heroin. They are the drug and I'm Nikki Sixx --and this is my Heroin Diary of my love for Skinnie's.
First off, I want to say: I have been here ONE time. The owner, Steven Athey, had never met me nor I him. I left this store feeling like I had just made a great friend and a killer connect in Ghent. What a swell guy.
You like vinyl? Me too. So much, in fact, that I have a stationary record player and a portable one. And while my record collection is as slim as Heidi Klum's infallible waistline after 7362627 kids, I get around --the Beatles, that is.
I have spent many o'days and hours lurking through the crowded shelves of ye ol' Vinyl Daze (a staple of the VB Oceanfront --i.e. my stompin' grounds), to find rare and collectible vinyl. Never perusing for more than that. Care to know why? Because, when you break it down, that's what they're good for. The Beatles. That's the bread and butta of Vinyl Daze.
THUS, when I don't feel like hanging out in the 'land of yellow submarines' ... I was left with browsing the internet (not my favorite).
THAT WAS UNTIL ....... *drum roll*:
I walked into Skinnie's! What makes this place special? The selection, the location, the history, the owner (and his handsome, little pug). There was an entire, back wall completely devoted to JUST punk. And when I say punk, I don't mean JUST Misfits. I don't mean JUST Crass. I mean, from the moment that lil' punk baby Jesus was conceived you can hear his lil' punk baby Jesus heartbeat recordings on the back-end of these walls.
It blew my freaking mind. This place is like the Six Flags of record stores and I'm the little psycho buying the "speed pass" so I can jump the lines above everyone else. He has an ENTIRE section of heavy metal. And I mean, heeeeeavy, blow your face off death metal. Not your style? It's cool, I like Motley Crüe, too. He's got it.
This is not a place for the faint-hearted. This is a place that you will love, appreciate, and cherish if you REALLY DIG good music. For those of you that want the newest Taylor Swift vinyl, go away. Go to Vinyl Daze. Not saying there's anything wrong with you, but you don't deserve to be here.
This place is sacred. This place sells you history and, for that, it should be respected. I walked out of there with three vinyls: two old and filled with character, one new. A Cannabis Corpse new vinyl, an authentic Misfits Beyond Evil bootleg, and a Circle Jerks original vinyl. I love it. What a killer find.
The owner is so knowledgable, I felt like I was speaking to someone who is the personification of the rock/metal/punk section of the encyclopedia. I will be back for seconds.
This place makes me SUPER, freaking happy. Want to know why? Because it's authentic. This small business personifies Ghent and what it should be. A big, Abraham Lincoln top hat off to you, Mr. Athey --Long live Skinnie's! read more