In 1980, knowing people with good record collections was vital. It wasn’t like today, with all your downloading, itunes, digital sharing blah blah. No, back then, you had to know real people, who had tangible physical objects to listen to. And get off my lawn.
I knew a girl who had a good ear and a knack for finding records.
The UK Subs were an early punk band – I considered them kinda sex pistols knock offs then and still do today – but they were good quality knock offs, and damn when you’re 15, it sure seemed like revolution anyway.