Hoodlums
photos by Mark Anderson
The space Hoodlums occupies appears more like a gallery space than a traditional record store.  The tastefully select album collection, polished reinforced concrete floors and oft-changed wall art add an air of intellectualism found at Hoodlums. Something can always be found in their racks for the most discerning of listeners.  Their albums seem a little pricey because the fellas behind this counter probably know more than most about music leaving patrons little opportunity for overlooked gems.  The knowledgeable staff provides a much stronger plus than minus.  Forgive the colloquialism, but they know their shit.  I tend to be difficult to impress but a recently adverted mishap involving the wrong disc of Glenn Gould’s Goldberg Variations followed by a series of alternate suggestions in the realm of contemporary classical composition left me stunned and purchasing completely unknown albums at the urging of a random Hoodlums employee.  If you want to take your appreciation for the arts up a notch spend a little more time checking out all that Hoodlums offers.