Contest! Win the I Hate Punk Rock Records Label Catalog!

Annie, Thank you for choosing my comment! I really appreciate it!Clyde

Corey Bonnettecorey.bonnette@wku.edu

I should win because I drove all the way from Nashville, TN to visit your store the weekend of January 14th. I came to see a show and more specifically to visit your store and see your awesome collection of Punk and Metal for which we don't have in Nashville. I bought Metallica's "Whiplash" Single and about 10 punk records. I took a stick and proudly placed it on the bumper of my car to parade all the way back to Nashville and all around the city!!!

Add one more record to this stack. Everything Went Black - Rattletooth Split 7". Just got these in over the weekend!

Johnny Thurmanjohnthurman9488@gmail.com

i should win because i already ordered some personal Koozie's from Mike's label and this would give him an excuse to mail them to me sooner!

Natalee Watkins

Watkins7982@gmail.com

I should win because:I don't smoke, I don't drink, I don't fuck... I'm out of step!

Dustin Poguedustinpogue@embarqmail.comBecuase I recently got a turntable but I dont have any damn records.

You should not pick me at all. I listen to horrible popular music that is force fed down my throat and am a product of name brand consumerism that will ultimately lead to the downfall of society. But before that happens I really want to hook up with a punk chick and your records could really help with that goal. Paul Westerberg is a genius. Seriously.

Hey! This is Scott Shubitz, my email address is gutzonborglum@gmail.com

I live half way across the country, but love to support diy labels, especially this one. Keep it coming!

Scott

After seeing comments from the unemployed and someone going to Afghanistan, I realize I have no chance of winning, but my OCD for collecting cool records requires me to enter anyway.

Cyde Rhoadsclyde [dot] rhoads {at} gmail [dot] comi dont think i should win any more than anyone else on here.. but it'd be cool if i did... but on the flipside, im in NJ for another few weeks until i ship out to Afghanistan. my 6 year old daughter misses her daddy and ill be coming home to a brand new baby and maybe some new records as well... take care buddy

I'm Ron Burgundy?

Robert Hanseerhansee@gmail.com

I've always considered myself to be decently well versed in the St. Louis music scene, but apparently I am not. I have not heard of a single one of these bands, but I never turn down giving something new a fair shake. Basically, if I win this collection, I very well may be a fan of at least one band out of the lot. If that happens then I will most certainly buy future releases, go to any/all shows of the band(s) that I dig, etc. This lot could turn an ignorant adorer of local music into a serious follower of (possibly) great artists.

I should win because I Hate Punk Records!

Because I like to get Punked!

Jamie Finderbinkzack1@yahoo.com

I love music. It's like air & water to me. My life support. <3

Daniel Krauskrausd94@yahoo.com

I should win this collection because I Hate Punk Records is awesome.

Joejosephroberts64@webster.eduI've been hearing a lot about I Hate Punk Rock Records and still haven't heard any music. I would love to hear the entire catalog. THAT'D BE SWEET!

Martin Potratz Rally20077@yahoo.comI'm unemployed & living with my mother after living in Florida for 12 years. I remember The old scene in STL. it's 5 degrees out & I could really use this...

He found himself at the record store with the pink and black logo in the upbeat commercial neighborhood once again, having the conversation with himself that he'd had so many times before.

"Don't you dare," he told himself.

"You know that's why you're here in the first place," himself told himself.

Gingerly he made his way through the stacks, perusing an item here and there along the path as if it held his actual interest, but deep inside he knew where he was really headed, and so did anyone who'd witnessed him at this game before, or anyone that took special notice of the way his eyes shifted to another part of the store. Slowly, eventually, tempering his every caprice to dart straight to the local punk rock record label's catalogue end display, he more or less did so anyway.

Upon his arrival there, with ravenous abandon he held the thin yet somehow massive vinyl in his hands, each piece in turn, one by one, feeling its impossible weight (sometimes impossibly light, sometimes impossibly heavy). Reading the track listings, exploring every inch of the artwork, even peering inside the sleeves to see what kinds of inserts or colored wax might be in store...yes, this was the best part of his day. When caught by the light in the right way, he could see his own fingerprints (or were they?) from his previous visits on the plastic outer shells. And then...the inevitable.

That little white sticker with the black-stamped type. He knew that what he held in his hands was worth every penny and more, and that the ultimate recipients of said pennies were honorable people, deserving of any good that came to them. People fighting the good fight, doing the good work that so few were willing to do in the age of recessions and digital downloads and Napsterizing the Lime-wire (though he didn't fully understand the meaning of any of these terms). The kinds of creatively entrepreneurial people that would eventually be responsible for the end of the economic mess of the day. People, he liked to think, like himself. Friends of his, for all intents and purposes, if only he knew them personally. And he felt hurt--real physical pain, not just the arbitrary emotional hurt of heartbreak and yearning--when he had to put them all back, and clench his teeth, and his fists, and walk away.

Yet in the end he despaired not, for he was well familiar with the tenets of patience and hope, and adhered to them faithfully. He knew one day his luck would shine like the first glimpse of starlight on a darkened winter evening. Until that day, he would continue the daily sojourn of longing and he would pine; for to pine was, in his experience, to live.

These are the things, literal and metaphorical, that 18 months of joblessness do to a man.

Robert SeversonPancakeMaster [at] PancakeProductions [period] net

Sean O'Connors.clark.oconnor@gmail.com

New to the vinyl game and would love some awesome records from a solid dude and label to add to my collection. I back this distro hard, very friendly and helpful guy backing an awesome catalog.

Mike Gibsonmikegsince1987@gmail.comI should win this because I'm the first one to enter and I really fucking want it!!Not to mention I always support local music with balls to the wall passion.Yeah!