Record Collector *Customer gives
Public Enemy a lift to an arena gig*
233-235
Fulwood Road, Sheffield, South Yorkshire S10 3BA
01142
668493
Monday-Saturday
10am-6pm
Established
1978
Stock:
Vinyl, CD, Pre-owned, In-stores
Barry
Everard is the music man of Sheffield, responsible for giving many bands a
helping hand in the early days of their fledgling careers. Def Leppard, ABC,
Human League, Pulp, Richard Hawley, Comsat Angels and Gomez are just some of
them. Music suggested by Barry was used in Sheffield’s most famous film, The Full Monty.
Barry
has had his ups and downs over the last few years. He has found it increasingly
difficult to make a reasonable profit, and many times has felt it is time to
call it a day. Then he gets a regular customer coming up, giving him a big hug,
saying how much he loves the shop and making him promise never to close it.
Moments like that have persuaded him to carry on serving the good people of
Sheffield.
“It’s more than just making a living,” Barry
says. “It’s a calling, it’s something we’re almost driven to do, and we feel a
deep responsibility of doing the job right.” Even so,
Barry
insists that shoppers must understand that record shops are not charities. He
bemoans the fact that so many people come into the shop, check their mobile,
then tell him that the app they have got shows they can buy the same CD 48p
cheaper from an online retailer. Barry has thousands of items that he is
selling cheaper, though it can be difficult to convince people that the internet
is not always the better option. Amazon has done a fantastic job of giving the
impression that it cannot be beaten on price.
Barry
has a saying which he bases his business practices on:
Prices
are vanity
Margins
for sanity
Prices
for show
Margins
are dough.
To
survive today, record shops must have a presence online. Record Collector is
doing great business, selling collectable vinyl online. What’s more, the
resurgence of vinyl has had new customers beating a path to its door, so much
so that the shop is now taking more money on vinyl than CDs.
Another
change has been the return of students. Sheffield is a university city and for
many years the students were the core customers for Barry. When downloading came along, students
embraced the new technology and the numbers buying physical product from him
dwindled to a trickle. Now the students are back, shopping in the store for
vinyl.
Barry
is having a great time recommending records for students who now shop there.
Nothing beats introducing somebody to an artist, and the next time they come
into the shop, they say that artist is fantastic and ask what else you have by
them. Vinyl customers are less price-sensitive than people who buy CDs and are
prepared to pay for what has become a premium, collectable product.
The
shop has provided many moments of record store humour.
Spot the difference - Top real Record Collector Sheffield - This photo The Record Shop Amersham
A
customer purchases a record by the Specials. The next day he brings it back, complaining
that he didn’t receive his gift as promised by the sticker on the album bearing
the legend “includes ‘Free Nelson Mandela’.”
Another
disgruntled customer brings back “Le Peur”, a record by the famous French rock
star Johnny Hallyday, demanding a refund because he is “singing in froggie”.
One
of Barry’s regular customers, a Roxy Music fan called Robin, was hospitalized after
suffering a brain haemorrhage. As he started coming out of the coma, one of the
doctors revived him by patting his face and asking him “What’s your name?”
“Virginia
Plain,” Robin responded, quoting the lyrical sign-off from the end of Roxy
Music’s first hit. “Oh dear, he thinks he’s Virginia Wade,” one of the nurses
said. Robin has since made a full recovery.
Barry
is surprised that some people in Sheffield get confused between a classic soul
singer and a type of crumpet. Twice in his retailing career he has been asked
for records by Wilson Pikelet.
The
shop celebrated its 33-and-a-third birthday recently. Two of Sheffield’s
favourite sons, Richard Hawley and Martin Simpson, both sang at an unforgettable
party to celebrate the occasion.
Another
celebrity, Johnny Marr, came into the shop and brought a pile of vinyl albums
to the counter. “Are you Barry?” he
asked. “Yes I am,” Barry replied. “I understand you are something of a legend
in these parts,” Johnny said. For Barry, it is moments like that which make the
constant struggle to keep going worthwhile.
Record
Collector became the scene of a story that has passed into popular folklore,
when Barry pulled off a coup by arranging for American rap crew Public Enemy to
do an in-store signing before their gig supporting the Prodigy at Sheffield
Arena in November 2015. Arriving somewhat later than expected at the shop to
find a large crowd waiting to greet them, the band were happy to chat and sign
copies of the new album, but were far from finished when their taxi arrived to
pick them up at 6pm. When they eventually emerged from the shop to set off for
the gig, the taxi had disappeared.
With
the band due on stage at 7.30 there was no time to waste. Barry asked local
photographer Kevin Wells, who had been among the fans who had come to get his
CD signed, if he could give the band a lift to Sheffield Arena. With Chuck D in
the passenger seat and Flava Fav together with two of the band’s crew crammed
in the back of his Ford Focus, Kevin set off. Although the traffic was bad,
Kevin knew all the short cuts, so they were making good time. Even so, the
band’s phones were constantly ringing with cries of “Where the hell are you?” among
the more printable enquiries from the other end.
Kevin
put on a CD of Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” and was amazed to discover that
Public Enemy were fans of the song. As the voices rose to an operatic
crescendo, he found himself living a Wayne’s
World moment for real with Public Enemy headbanging and singing along to
the song - a sight that he will never forget seeing in his rear-view mirror.
Lewis
Hamilton would have been impressed by Kevin’s driving. They reached Sheffield
Arena in less than 20 minutes, only to be stopped by a security guard who
didn’t believe that Public Enemy would turn up to their own show crammed in to the
back of a Ford Focus. The rappers were eventually let through and, thanks to
Kevin, they made it on to the stage just in time. They invited him to be their
guest of honour for the evening, but Kevin had another gig of his own to go to
that night – he was due to take photos of Scouting For Girls at another venue.
The
story was dramatised in an episode of the Sky Arts TV series Urban Myths, in which the Life on Mars star Philip Glenister
played the part of Kevin in a comic re-telling of the tale.
Barry was invited to the Albert Hall to the first performance by Mike
Oldfield of his Orchestral Tubular Bells. During this period Mike was
notorious for not showing up due to stage fright. If this happened Steve
Hillage was there as a stand in. Barry found himself hanging around
with Steve and found himself as his unofficial minder. Needless to say
this was a night when Mike Oldfield didn’t turn up and Steve was
informed that he would be performing. Steve Hillage and Gong had played a
free concert outside Virgin Records only a few weeks before. The two
recognised one another from this and somehow Barry found himself
delegated to get Steve, complete with Fender Stratocaster, to the stage
door. Barry will never forget arguing with an over zealous Royal Albert
Hall commissionnaire who was trying to evict this long bearded rock star
with the tea cosy hat and rainbow striped jumper. Barry was trying to
explain to him that Steve was to be star of the show but the
commissionaire was insisting that Mike Oldfield was the star and was
doing his utmost to get the pair thrown out. Luckily common sense
prevailed and Steve Hillage with the help of Barry saved the day.
Another gig that Barry recalled having trouble with was when the German
Krautrock band Faust played the City Hall in Sheffield. Faust drilling a
huge concrete block with a pneumatic drill punctuated the performance.
This was truly art. Twenty minutes later the majority of the band left
the stage just leaving the bass player and drummer along with a stage
littered with lumps of concrete. After another ten minutes the bass
player left leaving the drummer alone. After a 10-minute drum solo the
drummer stopped. He didn’t leave the stage. Littered around the stage
were several TV sets and he sat on his stool watching the TV whist the
crowd who were wondering what the hell was going on sat there patient
but confused. This was art and they wanted to enjoy it somehow. After a
while the manager of the City Hall put the lights on and took to the
stage. A portly man in his 60s he clearly felt that Faust were taking
advantage of their audience and told everybody to go home. The crowd was
incensed by his requests to leave and the louder he bellowed at them to
evacuate the venue the louder the crowd booed and jeered.
Eventually he gave up and as some gesture of respect to their audience,
Faust came back on and played a few more numbers amongst the rubble,
with all the charisma and enthusiasm of disinterested workers returning
from a long tea break.
To this day Barry is still a big attendee of gigs, going to at least two
a week. A gig even more memorable than the Faust performance was when
he was the only David Bowie fan at a David Bowie gig. In March 1972
Sheffield University held their Union Ball. Over the course of the day
over 20 bands were to play at 10 different venues.
David Bowie whose career was then in a bit of a lull even though he had
achieved a number 1 single with Space Oddity was due to go on at 1.30 in
the morning. As a fan, Barry expected the venue to be full but when he
entered the room he found that the only people in attendance were the
barman and 4 male lecturers who were chatting up 4 young female students
very loudly. Barry couldn’t understand why nobody was there. Perhaps
other acts were appearing at the same time or more likely after a day of
drinking most students had crashed out. So David Bowie with his brand
new band The Spiders from Mars took to the stage to play to just 10
people. Throughout the first few numbers the lecturers carried on
chatting up the students much to the annoyance of David Bowie.
Eventually he stopped the gig and glared at the lecturers and told them
if they didn’t shut up he was going home.
David carried on and more people started ambling in and by the end the
crowd must have doubled to all of twenty people. I guess those lecturers
and students today tell the tale of how they attended a concert by
David Bowie with only 20 people in attendance. Probably forgetting to
add that they spent the whole performance chatting.
Barry
is happy to offer words of wisdom based on his 40 years of experience selling
vinyl:
“The best bit of advice I can give any new
record shop is to trust your own judgement. I am called Record Collector as
that is what I am. The shop is an extension of what was once a hobby. I always
believed in vinyl and over the years amassed vast quantities of it as I was
convinced that in years to come my hunches would pay off. What I did not see
coming was the internet. That turned many of my vinyl hunches that cost me
pennies, extremely profitable.
In the early 1970s, David Bowie’s self-titled first
album on Deram could be found as deletions in Woolworths for 49p. I bought
every copy I saw. The electronics retailer Tandy started stocking records for a
while. Somehow, they would obtain RCA deletions which they would clear out at
29p. I would take quantity of anything interesting.
I was in South Wales and called into a shop in
Swansea on the day of release of the limited-edition LP Live
at the Padget Rooms, Penarth from local
rockers Man. I knew only 1,000 had been pressed, yet this shop seemed to have
about half the stock. I bought a box lot for £1 each.
In Sheffield we had a motor parts dealer selling
deleted and overstock vinyl. A lot of it was on John Peel’s Dandelion record
label. Artists such as Gene Vincent, Kevin Coyne and Clifford T. Ward were on
sale for 29p. I bought as much as I could. A few weeks later they cleared out
what was left for 15p. It was time to have a second bite of the cherry.
Many vinyl fans in Manchester will recall Global
Records. They were housed in a huge warehouse and would import vinyl from the
USA. Prices were between 29p and 79p and you could pick up artists such as Neil
Young, Frank Zappa, 13th Floor Elevators and thousands more. I was
one of their best customers so would often be offered even lower prices.
Of course, you always think about the one that
got away as opposed to the hundreds of brilliant deals I did. For me it was
when Global offered me 200 Electric Prunes albums at 15p. At the time I was
struggling for storage space so politely declined. I still cringe whenever I
see copies being sold over the internet and the prices they are being sold for.
Then there was the day I lost a million – or,
more accurately, failed to take advantage of an opportunity that would have
made me a £1 million. I remember a day wasted checking out the branches of
London’s Harlequin Records. Every bargain rack in every store was full of this
record featuring a cover where the band members’ heads had been superimposed
onto cats’ bodies painted by a nine-year-old. Well over 1,000 copies at 50p
each. No wonder that didn’t sell, I thought, and left the lot. So, it seems,
did everyone else. The title? Pussy Plays by 1960s psychedelic band Pussy. Value now?
£1,000 each.
I was certain that one day picture discs would
be highly collectable. Record companies would give away vast quantities to
chart return shops so, as these shops had not paid any money for them, they
would clear them out for around 50p. I would tour these shops each week buying
what I thought would become collectable. It turned out to be a shrewd move as that 50p stock often sells for between £25
and £50.
Always put your customers first. Whatever
bargains I bought I would always display in the shop and I would store any
surplus in the belief it would one day be collectable. In the days of record
store carnage that you highlighted in your first book, it was the vinyl that I
had bought all those years ago that kept me going through those difficult
times.
Don’t just rely on the record companies for your
stock. I have bought off record libraries, radio stations, businesses closing,
wholesalers, etc. When you see clearance and sale lists being emailed to you,
don’t delete. Have a look and think, is there anything on this list that one
day will be collectable?
This is how Record Collector has kept going through
the tough times and thrived in the good. You can do it too if you go with your
gut feeling.”
One
of the joys of visiting Record Collector is that Barry is a great raconteur and
is always happy to have a chat and tell you some of his fabulous anecdotes, but
please visit before it is too late. After 40 years of selling vinyl, retirement
beckons for this retailing veteran. Before he closes the doors for the last
time, it would be nice to think that his contribution to Sheffield music might
be recognised by the music industry, the city of Sheffield and the country
itself.
This piece is taken from the book The Vinyl Revival and the Shops That Made it Happen
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As the person who has visited more record shops than any other human, I often
get asked my advice on buying turntables. I always say do not purchase a budget
model. What is the point of buying one that costs the price of a few
albums? The sound will not do the recordings justice. For a long time, I have
recommended Rega Turntables as they are superb quality
at great prices. They got more brownie points for sponsoring 'Record Store
Day' and manufacturing limited editions just for record shops.
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