This afternoon Corey and I worked on our first assignment for our Filmmakers course. Carrie and Allie were our willing photography subjects. I ran Allie around and up and down the Hillman Library for mine. Corey's took us to Jerry's Records in Squirrel Hill. It's been a while since I'd been there. I don't have a record player (I live in 2013 and there is Spotify and that's just easier), so record shopping is not a high priority. Though, I do buy records. Specifically Phil Collins records. They're scattered throughout my apartment. Which is creepy, I know.
I'm sure it's news to no one that Jerry's is the place for anyone with any interest in buying records to enjoy. The place is almost cave-like, with a near claustrophobic stairway into the main space. When explored further, there are more rooms and cramped hallways with records packed onto shelves. Here are some photos I took while wandering.
Ah, yes. The Belly Dancing records.
I would buy a record player to be able to play ridiculous records solely from the Horror section.
Oh, and I'd play all the Phil Collins records.
Only found two "Canada" records. O, America.
Enjoy? I'm on Instagram as everythingbetterpgh. Feel free to follow for more peeks into what catches my eye around town.
I've never seen Buster. Seems like something we should rectify.
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