Something visceral stirs inside when I think of Revolver Records. The sections, subdivisions. The boxes of records under boxes of records. The second-hand stereo equipment. I’ve lost days, rent, friends to Revolver Records. The only negative thing I can really say about Revolver is that their mere abundance takes a bit of the fun out of the hunt for old hands while newbies might end up with something less than quality amid the myriad of choices. Super-friendly staffers avoid the too-cool-for-school attitude so there is no condescension when you pass over the new Pitchfork fav and opt for that Chic album.
