When I read the rave review of Forever Young Records in Grand Prairie, Texas (just outside Dallas) I knew I had to go. The hype said this was a massive warehouse of glorious vinyl, so I dropped my other plans (sorry, OKC) and pushed right on through to Grand Prairie, Texas with all the urgency of a lonely coal miner on his annual trip to the cathouse.

When I walked through the doors, I was stunned. I’d never seen anything of this size filled with vinyl, barring the Austin Record Convention. Behold:

This image in no way conveys the size of the place. Imagine a small airplane hangar and you have the right perspective. Continue reading Forever Young Grand Prairie, Texas →