For some reason I had trouble remembering the name of the record store on the Square in Oxford when I lived there, and where I got the Velvet Underground box set in exchange for selling millions a handful of copies of my music-shifting ep, Take My Teenage Head.
The name of the damn store was Uncle Buck's. It was GREAT, the perfect little independent record store for a 23 year-old rocker cat like myself. A cursory Internet run tells me it closed down about 20 years ago, which is a bummer because we need more Uncle Buck's out there.
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