RECORD STORE TALES Part 196: Happy Rockin’ Mother’s Day!
I’m hoping I don’t embarrass my mom too much with this post. I love my mom. My friends love my mom. Everyone loves my mom, they always have. It used to drive me nuts, actually. Particularly with my friend Bob, it drove me nuts. My friends would come over and spend more time talking to my mom than to me!
Joe, who ran one of our stores, was one friend that always enjoyed seeing my mom in his store. Unfortunately for me, Joe really used to tease me about it, too. Long time LeBrain readers will remember one story in particular. Here’s the pertinent text from that tale:
One morning I was opening the store, and my computer beeped the sound that told me, “An order just arrived, please read me!” So I did. Only the order looked something like this.
ARTIST: I’m totally going to
TITLE: bone your mom.
I was digging through boxes of stuff, as Mrs. LeBrain and I prepare to move to a larger place this year. In a closet I found a card from the record store. Joe had signed it.
For my mom…happy Mother’s Day!
Next time on RECORD STORE TALES…
What’s on the menu?