So, normally I come on here and talk glowingly about local bands that trip my trigger. Give ’em the full treatment, you know? Put ’em up on a pedestal and make ’em feel like the special pretties I know they are. Normally. But this week is different. You see, this week I’m gonna talk about Morrison Agen and Neat Neat Neat Records. Not at length, mind you. He’s been profiled in most local publications already, as well as national treasures as hoity toity as Records Monthly, Slap That Wax, Spinnin’, Kiss My Acetate and my favorite, Fancy Cat.
I’m just gonna give you my perspective about what this ‘fancy cat’ has done for the Fort since he first opened his doors in March of 2011. I’ve floated around the country here and there for the better part of 20 years. Whenever I moved to a new domicile in a new city there were three things I would locate before all else: a bookstore, a coffee shop and a record store. The last place I lived before the Fort was the Lakeview neighborhood of Chicago. And for me it was Kickstand Coffee & Tea, The Gallery Bookstore and Groovin High inc. I wasn’t too far from the Vic either, so catching great shows wasn’t a problem. But above all else, those things most important to me were coffee, books and records.