Yes, it's true. Scenester/erst-and-again booking guy Bucky has decided that dangit, he just hasn't done enough music-related crap in this here city, so now he's opening his own record store, to boot, called On The Mouth. Not only is the new enterprise named after one of the best.damn.Superchunk.songs.EVER (okay, yeah, I love the OtM album, too), but it's also carrying some very cool, somewhat hard-to-find stuff. Lots of local (Papermoons, By the End of Tonight, O Pioneers!!!, Sore Loser, etc.), but also stuff like Shotbaker, Monikers (ex-Discount), Deadline, Coalesce, Strikeforce Diablo, & that ever-awesome First Crush emo comp that came out a long damn time ago. More will apparently be forthcoming in the near future.

Oh, but here's The Twist -- 'cause y'know, we live in the Age of the Police Procedural, where there's always got to be a Twist ("But wait...the nanny and Mrs. Schrodinger are the same person! She murdered herself and got away with it!"). On The Mouth is not yet its own separate bricks-and-mortar entity, no, but instead resides in the back portion of the existing (and absolutely awesome, I should add, since I don't know that I've ever given 'em their props here) music emporium Sig's Lagoon, over at 3710 Main next to The Continental Club & Tacos-A-Go-Go.

The store will carry Bucky's stock, and Bucky will be there to sell it from 11AM-9PM Monday-Wednesday and 11AM-12AM Thursday-Saturday (he goes home to sleep on Sundays, apparently). You can also call the meta-store at 713-533-9525, if you either can't make the slog over to Midtown or just fear the evil Light Rail that has claimed so many lives, er, fenders. Go. Buy things. We need more places like both On The Mouth and Sig's Lagoon (and Domy, and SoundEx, and Vinal Edge...) in this city. It's fucking criminal that a city this size can count the cool record stores on one of its sweaty, pimpled hands. Get out there, people.

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