
A while ago, I wrote a poem about the experience of buying records in shops, as a kind of post-streaming, tribute to the irreplaceable, tactile, sensory atmosphere of physical stores. The poem ‘Unfulfilled Playlist’ has now been published on Wild Court: you can read it there:
https://wildcourt.co.uk/unfulfilled-playlist-a-poem-by-matt-gilbert/
When I was growing up, you really had to work to get hold of your music. I remember hearing Wonderful World on a Levi’s ad – the famous bath one – and embarked on a mini-odyssey around Bristol record shops in an attempt to track it down.
Bristol then had lots of independent record shops; such as Disc N’ Tape, Tony’s, Plastic Wax, plus WH Smiths, Woolworths, HMV, Our Price etc. Park Street in particular, running up to the university had loads – every other shop then seemed to be a book or record shop. Now it’s mostly bars or coffee shops. At the top, on the Triangle, was Revolver, immortalised in Richard King’s book – Original Rockers.
My own 2011 tribute to it, as a nerdy, nervous would-be customer, can be found here – on this very blog.
Hope you enjoy the poem.

















Looking back those days of walking stores were so wonderful… and sensible especially pre debit card times when you really had to consider the amount you has in your purse before soendibg. An actual bookshop was pure magic
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