Salt Lake City’s record store was the size of a small apartment, but packed with treasures that would take us a lifetime to explore. Anna, Chris, and Matt were always quick with a music recommendation, some free concert tickets, the promotion of local talent and business, but the thing I miss most about Slowtrain was their genuine and contagious love for the community.When it came to Record Store Day, Slowtrain RAWKED it, serving up local brew and the best in local talent on a stage in the parking lot all day long. While other excuses for record stores ordered a few of RSD’s exclusive releases, Slowtrain ordered every single piece of musically etched plastic their customers wanted. So if our favorite deceased record store taught us anything about our favorite holiday it is that RSD is more about community than the hardcopy music we walk away with. (Although holding a record in your hands for the 1st time is pretty sweet) Next April, drive a little further if you have to, but search out the record store with employees capable of intelligent music discussion and who actually care about the industry they’re in. A big thank you to Slowtrain for all the memories.