7 Songs From My L.A. Record Haul

Dear listeners,

Anytime I’m in Los Angeles — as I was last week, reporting a story I can’t tell you about just yet, but that you will get to read soon — I try to swing by the Record Parlour, a small but stuffed-to-the-gills shop off Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood. I almost always spend more time there than I intend to, and I invariably leave ready to test the limits of how many records I can fit in my luggage.

A good used record store will always make me grateful that I took my allergy pill that morning, and by that metric, the Record Parlour is a very good used record store. Dusty crates of kitschy bargain-bin finds line the floors, while robust sections organized by genre snake around the store. (According to the shop’s Instagram, their inventory includes “200,000+ Records,” and I’d believe it.) The prices have certainly gone up in the eight or so years since I’ve been stopping by, but there are still deals to be had. Just when I thought I’d perused all the pricier “New Releases” — record store lingo for used records recently stocked — I saw an entire section of “$7.98 New Releases” and let out an audible groan, because of course I was going to have to leaf through every single one of those, too.

I picked up a fun, eclectic mix of rock, pop, gospel and one coveted original soundtrack you will read about below. My finds included records by Bryan Ferry, the Pretenders, Sam Cooke and more — most of which were in that $7.98 bin, and all of which made it safely back to New York in my carry-on bag. Another successful transcontinental record haul!

Also, one last bit of news: Yesterday marked one year since the Amplifier launched! What a year it’s been. Thanks to each and every one of you who has read, subscribed, listened, forwarded an installment to a friend, recommended a song for a playlist, sent me an email (I try to respond personally to as many as I possibly can, but please forgive me when I fall behind!), shaken a fist at the sky because I forgot to include a song you love, or taken a chance on an artist that we’ve featured and discovered a new favorite in the process.

It truly feels like we’ve built a robust community of music lovers here, and I can’t wait to see where Year 2 takes us. Again: Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Burnin’ down the interbelt, from Jacuzzi to Jacuzzi,

Lindsay