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AMOEBA TO 20 YEARS OF MUSIC MAYHEM & KEEPIN’ IT REAL… The Perfect Sunday Funday.. What does amoeba records mean to me…well drop a needle on this joint… 6400 SUNSET AVE. in the heart of La La land came into my life like the way 1 person who has been away led astray from the Catholic church. Its always there and always open bearing gifts spiritually and sonically especially on a Spiritual Sundaze, my girlfriend @ the time and I would consistently visit the Chapel after sharing a cup’o tea, sashay into the open pearly gates & go all the way to the back row of pews giggling like school children for being tardy and sneakn’ back in through the back door. The Congregation was always knowing and visualizing, giving us silent but direct ques to what a magical place we would end up in. & of course in didn’t matter where we were, we would just let all the magic of the parishners flow out and all I saw were isles of smiles and the amazing smell of new/old/classic/throw away/Vinyl & it was always a truly religious experience……………… Thank You Michael Spirit Thomas Walter Witzman
I've been a staunch fan of Amoeba Records since they opened close to a decade ago, but nothing comes close to seeing Paul McCartney for free...and to be called out in line that you are the last person to receive a wrist band. In 2007, I was in Los Angeles visiting my father for my 21st birthday. We made plans to see the Beatles Cirque de Soleil show "LOVE" at the Mirage in Las Vegas. We went to see the show and drove back the next day. As soon as we got back into the city, there was a rumor on the radio saying that Paul McCartney was to play in Los Angeles at undisclosed area. Two hours later, he was announced to play at Amoeba. Both my dad and I looked at each other and were shocked that such a gigantic figure was going to do an in-store at Amoeba. So we took our time, knowing that we wouldn't get in, and headed down to see if we could get the wristbands. We asked the staff and told us to wait in another line for forty five minutes to see if anymore passes were coming in. So we waited for the time they gave us and a few people in front of us gave up and left. We move forward in line. One of the staff members pointed at me and said "Kid with the hat is the cutoff." I looked up and forgot that I was wearing my comrade cap and saw the expandable rope be placed behind me. I was the last one to get the wristband to the show. My dad and I were both shocked to the max of what just happened. The next day we waited for seven hours and talked with people in line, which made time go by faster. Then by six in the evening, we led in and waited for the Man to come on stage and do his thing. Paul and his crew came on stage and played a variety of songs that covered his entire career up until that point which was "Memory Almost Full." That was a day I'll never take for granted because of how spontaneous and exciting it was.
My son loves music--has become quite the connoisseur--he lives up north in Sacramento, but, when he comes down to visit (even during those visitation times) it is not complete without the obligatory drive to Amoeba--we saw Michele Gondry live--but, it was the event of a lifetime getting in to see Sir Paul McCartney on my son's birthday (21)--just too amazing--Thank You Amoeba for great memories with my son.
About a year ago I went for a little event, the release of a certain Box Set put together by Alex Palao, and I thought it would be worth the drive from San Bernardino and it was. Got to see some good live performances, go through the dollar bins, talk with a guitarist from the Peanut Butter Conspiracy, and while digging the live music who should pop up as a fellow spectator? Why Mickey Dolenz from the Monkees. THE MONKEES! L.A.'s/Hollywood's very own Beatles, you know? Ok, you could make a case for the Buffalo Springfield but they didn't have the TV show. Anyhow, I approached Mickey and had my picture snapped with him not once, but twice, by Mrs. Dolenz, and got to tell him that HEAD was one of the greatest movies ever (it sounded good at the time). Not too shabby.
I've been coming to Amoeba for several years, my daughter has an Amoeba t-shirt in pretty much every color. But I haven't been there so regularly as I have been this year. I met this guy in early 2010. He's a musician from an 80s/90s rock band. I think before we even met, I found out that his favorite place in Los Angeles (maybe on Earth) is the Amoeba store in Hollywood. We go there a lot, and every time we go, we walk in, give each other a kiss and split up to do our own thing. I go straight for the used section first to see if any of his band's records are there. Sometimes they are, and I look at them - not that I couldn't just look at them in my own house. Sometimes there's nothing in the bin for his band, and I smile because I know that means someone bought them and is enjoying his music. Then I wander around. I go upstairs to look for movies for my little girl. I come back down the stairs, stopping mid-way to see if I can find my man. Usually, I spot him, but I don't walk over or disturb him. I like to let him get lost in the store. It makes him happy. After about an hour we find each other, buy our music or movies and leave. So, while I've been a fan of Amoeba for years, this past year has been a whole new experience for me in the store, seeing the place in a different light. Thanks for being there. 'Til next time . . .
Back in 1994, I took a cross country trip to SF from Chicago via Greyhound. Friends of mine were playing a show at Gilman St. w/MTX and I was not going to miss this. I was poor and had just dropped out of college, but that did not stop me from spending any available dollar I had on records. I had saved about $150 to buy on records that trip and I couldn't wait to go shopping at Amoeba before the show. I remember walking in the door and nearly fainting. I had not seen that many awesome, obscure, punk, country, soul, rock albums and 7"s in my life. I was shell shocked. I spent about three hours sitting on the floor going through all the 45s trying to decide what trophy records to buy. Panic eventually set in and I couldn't make a decision. I had been defeated! I almost cried as I couldn't make a decision. I ended up buying the current issue of fLIPSIDE and nothing else. But I vowed to return the next day, prepared for battle. And I did. I spent way more than I had budgeted, leaving me with $15 for food money to last the rest of week. I went very hungry that week but that trip to Amoeba was one of the highlights of my trip.
my best score at Amoeba (so far)? a first edition copy of Operation Ivy. i just love the atmosphere at Amoeba. i could browse for hours and be at peace. peace, love, music... what else is there?
Thank you Amoeba!! My stereo appliances tend to be slightly behind the most modern models, and you always come through for me! When I thought it no longer possible, I have found fantastic VHS and cassette tapes in your bins. For gifts for my "vinyl-only" brother-in-law, you are my family's go-to store. One of my happiest finds happened in 2008, when I wanted to celebrate Prince's 50th birthday on June 7th. There it was at your store . . . the film "Purple Rain" on DVD - now mine!! Happy Birthday Amoeba and best wishes!
ariel pink live. what ever happened to that video thou
Even before other record stores starting disappearing, Amoeba has been a favorite, for it's eclectic variety and for the option of buying new or used. We call our visits to Amoeba "pilgrimages" for they truly are enlightening experiences. I've taught my now-teenage daughters the joy of music, of CDs and of vinyl from taking them on many pilgrimages to all three Amoebas. When they were 8-9 years old and wanted a CD by the A-Teens, I took them to Amoeba. We found one new for $12.99 - they were thrilled. Then I took them to the used section (they were separate then) and found one for $7.99. And we found another for $5.99. We sat on the floor looking at all three and I asked them "which one should we buy?". They looked at me, looked at the CD covers, which of course all looked the same, looked at the price and quickly said "The $5.99 one - and since we're saving so much money, can we buy more?". I was so proud. Now, even as they are both on the verge of leaving for college, they still enjoy making a pilgrimage with their dad.