Sure, Sunday may indeed by "Record Store Day" (for whatever that's worth -- as I've said before, if you're serious about music, EVERY day is Record Store day), but that evidently hasn't stemmed the pervasive tide that dictates that the physical manifestation of music is a cumbersome anachronism.
I spotted this on my way to work this morning .... several crammed crates of vinyl LPs, just left on the street, next to the garbage and in the rain.
If you want them, they were last seen on East 9th Street just a few steps east of University Place.
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