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24/11/2025

Alright there, it is nearly time for the annual Black Friday vinyl Olympics and judging by the early messages some of you have been carbo loading for this. The RSD stock has started to land and somehow we have ended up with about 99% of what we asked for which is unheard of. So if you requested something there is a very strong chance it is already sitting here giving off main character energy waiting for you.

Couple of ground rules before the madness begins. No holds at all. None. Zero. If your mate texts and asks you to keep them the new ABBA seven inch you can tell them we said away on. One RSD item per customer as well. We are not letting anyone recreate Supermarket Sweep with limited editions. Keeps it tidy keeps it fair keeps us all from going home with a headache.

We are open from half eight to half four on Friday 27th. You can also nab fifteen percent off absolutely everything else in the shop that is not an RSD title. So if you have been side eyeing something all year this is the moment where you dramatically swoop in and claim it.

And for the newcomers here is the important bit. We also serve genuinely elite coffee and buns thanks to - people come in for a record and leave talking about a cinnamon bun like they had a religious awakening. Happens every single weekend.

Thanks for making this year better than the last. You lot are the reason the shop stays open and the reason we drink so much coffee. See you Friday morning bright and early. Bring good vibes and remember bribing the queue with pastries is not required but absolutely encouraged.

09/08/2025

New In: all killer, no filler, loads of genres fighting in a bag

Jazz that swings so hard it might knock your pint over.
Soul that could charm the change out of your pocket.
Folk that will quietly ruin your day in the best way.
Punk that sounds like it hasn’t eaten in three days.
Hardcore that’s had three coffees and a bad morning.

Glam rock strutting like it’s late for its own afterparty.
Soft rock smoother than your da’s best chat-up lines.
Synth pop so elegant it irons its own shirts.
Indie that will make you stare out the window like you’re in a music video.
Arena rock built for air guitar in the kitchen.

Psych jams that start loose and end up somewhere in another postcode.
Doom riffs so heavy the stylus might complain.
Post punk with a glare that says “don’t talk to me.”
Garage rock that probably smells faintly of petrol.
Industrial noise that could scare the postman.

Plenty of slow burners, a few fast talkers, and at least one compilation to start a family argument about “what’s their best song.”

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