I LOVE RECORD stores, and you'd best believe I mean love, l-u-v. If my keyboard could type out an adorable little heart symbol I'd use that right here. I doubly love in-store shows. Most rock shows, you know, take place in bars, the sorts of locales where socially adept folks tend to gather and perform intricate mating rituals in between sets. Me--my far-from-latent gurlphobia kicks in with full force when the music is over, and I'm left standing alone in a room where it's too dark to read. But at an in-store, I'm on home turf, in an environment that provides perfect camouflage. And when I sneaked into Eclipse Records in St. Paul last week, I needed all the... More >>>