It's International Record Store Day, and I should be hangin' in my favorite store, digging in vinyl crates. But... Our new media manager and video person - we call him Evil Eye - is bugging me about finding old pictures, press material and other crap from the old days. So instead of working on that horn arrangement I dreamed about, I'm digging in the dusty crates from the last century. Hoping this all will make you peeps happy...