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Exile on Main Street, Champaign Illinois

by Joe Wallace

Rolling into Champaign, Illinois in search of Exile on Main Street was a bit of a challenge only because after six years of living in Chicago it was difficult to adjust to parking meters that accept only loose change. If you’re coming to Champaign to check out record shops (there are several in the area worth looking at) be sure to bring a handful of quarters!

For some indie record stores, new vinyl is the main attraction, and while there is a decent selection of used records to choose from, the new releases seem to be what keeps Exile on Main St. alive and kicking. That’s not necessarily a bad thing–plenty of collectors are scooping up the new titles as well as the old, so Exile on Main St. is a good stop if you need a fix of the shrink-wrapped records.

What I liked best about Exile were the curiosities. There were some great displays including a steampunk-esque video contraption under glass and some other miscellany. Hands down, the most oddball thing on vinyl at Exile was a copy of some sort of Soviet-era Led Zepplin cover album done behind the Iron Curtain. Very trippy indeed.

Be sure to take some time looking at the more obscure vinyl on the walls of this shop–if you’re looking for some used, off-the-beaten track vinyl and don’t mind paying a wee bit extra you’ll do well. There was a nice copy of the Shaft’s Big Score soundtrack hanging there, if memory serves…that is a pretty sweet find, I must say. I would have been tempted if I didn’t already have it in the record bins back home.

Champaign being a college town, it’s no surprise there are a few good record shops in the area. Exile on Main is a great place for a first stop. Get your bearings, see the sights, and you’ll probably be back there picking up some new records after they’ve had a chance to nag at you for a while. This is the kind of place I shop at all the time thinking, “I’ll have to come back for that…”

Naturally, when you get back, it’s gone…so give in to your shop-a-holic vinyl junkie urges while at Exile and don’t look back. I personally regret not having picked up the Russian Led Zepplin thing if only for the sheer novelty of having it.