I don't even remember the date. I was driving down the drag and remembered that it was the last day of Sound Exchange. I parked in my favorite spot on
San Antonio St. by what is now a McDonald's. Right when I got out of the car, I remembered that I had an unused Kodak disposable camera in my glove box. I grabbed it and headed to the store. When I went inside the owner was wearing one of those face masks that some people wear when they mow the lawn.
There was a team of workers he had hired to get all of the shit out of the store. It was barren and depressing. I bought a Susan Alcorn CD for a dollar. I walked through the back which used to be the dollar room, went into the alley and took these photos. This drag rat kid told me not to get him in any of the photos, because I didn't have his permission. I was shocked when I looked at this guy. He was the same person who had chased me and my friend Kory down the drag five years earlier because we accidentally videotaped him when we were recording the Charlie Manson air guitarist that hung out down there. Do you guys remember him? I couldn't believe it was the same kid, but it was. I ignored him and took pictures of whatever I wanted. All of these records were dollar 12"s that they were throwing away. It was one of those odd summer days when a cold front came through and it felt like fall weather. I think that feeling shows in these photos. I felt very odd and sad that day after this. (Blake)
San Antonio St. by what is now a McDonald's. Right when I got out of the car, I remembered that I had an unused Kodak disposable camera in my glove box. I grabbed it and headed to the store. When I went inside the owner was wearing one of those face masks that some people wear when they mow the lawn. 
There was a team of workers he had hired to get all of the shit out of the store. It was barren and depressing. I bought a Susan Alcorn CD for a dollar. I walked through the back which used to be the dollar room, went into the alley and took these photos. This drag rat kid told me not to get him in any of the photos, because I didn't have his permission. I was shocked when I looked at this guy. He was the same person who had chased me and my friend Kory down the drag five years earlier because we accidentally videotaped him when we were recording the Charlie Manson air guitarist that hung out down there. Do you guys remember him? I couldn't believe it was the same kid, but it was. I ignored him and took pictures of whatever I wanted. All of these records were dollar 12"s that they were throwing away. It was one of those odd summer days when a cold front came through and it felt like fall weather. I think that feeling shows in these photos. I felt very odd and sad that day after this. (Blake)
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