Holy Wax: The Delightfully Unhinged Religion of America's Record Store Die-Hards
In a world where every song ever recorded lives inside your phone, a growing army of vinyl obsessives is choosing the hard way — and loving every scratched, dusty, gloriously inconvenient second of it. America's record stores have quietly morphed into something between a sanctuary and a fever dream, complete with unspoken rituals, fierce social hierarchies, and the occasional near-religious experience triggered by a $2 bin find. Welcome to the church of wax.