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Help George Reiff


(photo credit: Mark Abernathy)



George has been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer- in his brain, liver, adrenal gland and right lung.
He is going to have a tumor removed from his brain today or tomorrow.

At this time, the Reiff family is asking for privacy as they process. Please visit here  for medical updates  rather than calling, texting, or emailing.

George is a pillar of the music community and one of the most giving loving souls around. Right now he needs all of our love and support.
Please donate what you can.  And send love and light and prayers his way.

Adios Hastings

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The paint was fresh, but the building was ramshackle and the previous home to a furniture store. One one side sat an Office Depot. One the other end a Subway.  In the middle a retail revelation known as Hastings. From the moment my buddy’s and I could drive, we spent far too much money in this place.  It and CD Warehouse had become our second homes.  We did not have a cool, indie record store like Empire Records or what I’d find in college at Sundance (now Superfly’s in San Marcos).  We were in there so much that we became friends with the harried middle aged music snobs that worked behind the counters and stocked the shelves.  This was the 90s, so the CD was the format du jour.  But, these cats were already preaching vinyl to us. When Pearl Jam released Vitalogy on vinyl it was like a message coming down from the heavens confirming that these guys knew everything there was to know about music.

These guys and gals had as much to do with shaping my musical path as anyone.  Exposing me to new artists, lecturing me in patient, rehearsed soliloquies that would now be best housed in a podcast format.  The day I turned 16 and had my first taste of highway freedom, I went straight from the DPS office across town to Hastings and spent nearly all of my birthday cash on records (Sublime’s 40 oz. to Freedom and a fresh, unscratched copy of Gary Stewart-Gary’s Greatest). Lest we forget the other items stocked here:  incense, ripoff vintage t-shirts, instruments, movies, box sets, posters, toys.  In its heyday, Hastings was kind of like pushing a Hot Topic into a Tower Records and hoping for the best. And the best is what I got.  I, and many millions of other kids, who were coming of age in uncool towns without hip music stores turned our Hastings into what we needed it to be.

Like so many things from that era, Hastings could not survive modern times.  Cast aside alongside Blockbuster. Technology killed them.  I’m grateful we still have places like Chief Records in Fort Worth, Superfly’s in San Marcos, Good Records in Dallas, and Cactus Music in Houston to name a few of the real independent trailblazer types still helping kids find a way.  Still lecturing podcast style about the merits of the Brian Jones era Rolling Stones or the extreme awesomeness of Jerry Reed’s guitar picking.

As much as I enjoy my modern phone convenience and carrying thousands and thousands of songs, artists, albums in my pocket…I miss the days of heading in to a record store and just looking around.  Talking to the workers.  Plunking down $15 on something just because it looked cool. Or the balding guy with sleeved out tattoos told you that you must have this new record he just got in from an indie punk label out of New Jersey because it will blow your mind. Or walking in to see one of your favorite new artists alongside the greats. I’ll never forget strolling in one day to discover Pat Green’s Here We Go right next to a George Strait record.  It legitimized everything I was starting to believe in. That experience is gone for the most part. With this website and online community, we’ve tried to keep that going to some extent.  Telling you what we think is good or what you need to hear.  Showcasing acts you may not have otherwise discovered. Talking about it with the very devices that killed the original format.

Adios Hastings.  I’m going to come say a formal goodbye before you close your doors for good.  I’m going to talk to the kid behind the counter about what he’s digging on.  I’m going to spend $20 on a record I’ve never even heard of.

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Greenfest 16 By the Bullets

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-Met many new, cool people this year.

-Reunited with some folks I hadn’t seen in too long.

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Why Greenfest is Different


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