SOTBMusic: @FlowsForDays_ Discusses Her First Vinyl Purchase

Everyone remembers their first music purchase. For me, it was a copy of One In A Million. That's a bit surprising, I know. While I've never gotten into vinyl as much as I probably should (the pricing still gets me), I still love the sounds they provide. With that said, I'm always open to letting people discuss how vinyl has changed their lives; without vinyl, we wouldn't have our precious streaming services (think about it). Today, SOTB.com is proud to have audiophile Julie Stevens (of FlowsForDays.com and other outlets) discuss her first vinyl purchase, Nas' Illmatic, and how it changed her world.



I am on a one-woman mission to collect as many 90's hip-hop albums as possible – in the form of vinyl, CD’s, or my new obsession, cassettes. I try my best to buy original pressings, but finding these can be taxing (to put it lightly). When I can’t afford the OG copies, I reluctantly purchase re-pressings.

It took $15, and nineteen years to grab the first “classic” hip-hop album I had ever fallen in love with. I bought an OG copy of Illmatic on CD at the tender age of 13, as I had just started researching the genre – finding Illmatic on the top of “best of” hip hop lists. As I slid the CD into my Mac computer, I wasn’t prepared for what I was about to hear. I wasn’t prepared to find my favorite hip hop song of all time, NY State of Mind, nor was I ready for the beauty that is Nas’ 1994 debut album.

Fresh out of high school at the age of nineteen, I transferred to an arts school in Chicago, ready to work hard for a music business degree. Just a few blocks away was a record store called Reckless Records. The four-store Chicago chain (starting in London) is easily the most well-known in the city. One day, after a string of classes, I decided to explore my new surroundings. I walked down South Michigan Avenue for a few minutes and took a left on Madison Street. I passed a small bank, a Dunkin Donuts, and then a storefront called Reckless Records.

I opened the double doors (which rang once I pushed through) and was greeted with a few rows of CD’s, vinyl, DVD’s, a checkout counter with a few employees, and collector’s items, posters, books, and the like all around the store. It was a spiritual experience for me, as the hip-hop bug had hit me 11 years before, and I immediately saw the genre singled out in the physical mediums. I gravitated to the CD section and saw what Best Buy and Borders would never have in stock. I wasn’t familiar with vinyl, but as soon as I flipped through the massive 12-inch artwork, I was hooked.

I flipped through the hip-hop selection, noticing familiar titles and the prices that trumped CD’s Soon, Nas’ adolescent face hit me square in the eyes. I decided at that very moment I had to have it. Three crumpled $5 bills later, the re-pressed record was in a white, playlist bag with my hands clutching the handles as though I had just found buried treasure. I heard about Crosleys (forgive me, I was young) took the train to my local Urban Outfitters, and bought a green and black “model” for a small sum. I had never felt this type of anticipation as I power walked back to my apartment, hand still clutching the Reckless Records bag, along with a much-larger Urban Outfitter bag.

I broke open the box containing the Crosley, plugged it into the first outlet I saw, and placed the record on the turntable. Although the internal speakers were God-awful, at the time I didn’t know any better. The black vinyl was mirror clear and spun effortlessly. My favorite tracks on the LP ("NY State of Mind," "The World Is Yours," and "Represent") took on new meaning. My connection to music changed that day. Alone in my apartment, playing Illmatic over and over again, I had no idea that, four years later, I would spend tens of thousands of dollars on physical music.

Can’t stop, won’t stop.

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