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| - Wall to wall, floor to ceiling. Every square inch of Recordland is coated in tasty black vinyl! Yum! (Tasty for your ears, not you mouth. Stop salivating.)
It's decently large shop that feels in credibly tiny. How? Everything is records! There's barely any room to walk. If someone needs to get past you in an isle, don't be surprised if you both need to walk out to an intersection so you can squeeze past each other. If you're on the tall end of things, it's actually somewhat difficult to bend over to look at the lowest shelves, there's just not enough room for your body! To get the full Recordland experience, I recommend taking some Yoga lessons.
While the packed to the brim humongous and monsterous (Humong-sterous?) selection is the coolest thing on earth, it's also their detriment. If there's a record you need, there's no doubt they'll have it - but whether or not you can FIND it at Recordland is an entirely different story. The jaw dropping amount of inventory is the very reason I bring everyone to Recordland - It's unlike anything else you actually get to see their jaw drop. But at the same time, it's the same reason I've left a store with no less than 34,380,467,598 records EMPTY HANDED! Right?! I guess I could have asked the staff for help finding something, but I was little afraid of the infamous record store elitest judgement I would face.
4-Stars because this place is one of a kind in Calgary. If you like recorded music, you will LOVE a trip to Recordland.
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