In the beginning there was Newbury Comic’s, in Harvard Square, it was full of comic books and vinal. Mohawks and rockers, posters of the Clash hung from the wall and often the Specials were playing. A Message to You Rudy was in heavy rotation as I worked my way threw a to z in the vinal, often finding some Bowie bootleg or German inport of a Peter Gabriel plater. This always ended in a purchace and a espresso at the Coffee Connection down the way. Where I would sit for hours reading and studying the liner notes wondering what sounds I had just bought.
