“Calling someone’s work Nick Hornby-like is a bit cliché, but Spitznagel gives high fidelity to Hornby’s feel for music and its relationship to life.”
—New York Post
“In this, Old Records Never Die finds its true purpose. It’s a classic, High Fidelity-esque revelation that has Spitznagel in the midst of a ‘what does it all mean?’ moment wherein he begins exploring what-if situations and finding that things often pan out just as they should.”
—Pop Matters
“Spitznagel knows that a good story can sometimes lead to a greater truth.”
—KQED
“Think of it as an updated version of High Fidelity.”
—Pause and Play.com
“Memories are far more indelible when married to the physical world, and Spitznagel proves the point in this vivid book. We love vinyl records because they combine the tactile, the visual, the seeable effects of age and care and carelessness. When he searches for the records he lost and sold, Spitznagel is trying to return to a tangible past, and he details that process with great sensitivity and impact.”
—Dave Eggers, author of The Circle
“Spitznagel’s quest for the actual records of his youth could have been a gimmick. Instead it’s a touching exploration of loss: of opportunities, of loved ones, of the ability to even remotely discern what’s hip. Hilarious and heartfelt, this is a book for anyone who has ever spent entire years of their lives haunting record stores, dissecting the merits of Doolittle, and studying liner notes with the intense focus of a Talmudic scholar.”
—Jancee Dunn, author of But Enough About Me
“I’m working on a list of things that make me laugh harder than Eric Spitznagel’s writing. So far, it includes old Albert Brooks movies, videos of animals riding bicycles and…well, that’s about it. What I’m trying to say is: Eric Spitznagel is hilarious. And this book is perfectly Spitzagelian: Funny, smart, even a bit wistful at times. The way he feels about the Pixies – that’s similar to the way I feel about Spitznagel’s writing.”
–AJ Jacobs, author of The Year of Living Biblically
“A funny and heartfelt memoir about music collecting that gives birth to a new branch of social science: Gen-X archaeology.”—Neal Pollack, author of Alternadad
“The perfect combination of a vinyl completist’s dream and nightmare.”
—Patton Oswalt, author of Zombie Spaceship Wasteland
“To say Old Records Never Die is a book about music is to say On The Road is a book about cars. Really, Eric Spitznagel’s energetic and endlessly engaging memoir is a book about the ways we seek to discover and recover our essential selves. Music lovers will love this book; unrepentant nostalgiacs, like myself, can expect to be absolutely riveted.”
—Davy Rothbart, creator of Found Magazine and author of My Heart is an Idiot
“I can’t remember when a book had me get out my black pen and underline so many wonderful things. Maybe never. Loss and laughter and all those denizens of sonic ghost town record stores willing but often unable to make us all whole again. Something on every page to stoke the geek heart with sad recognition and hope.”
—Marc Spitz, author of Poseur: A Memoir of Downtown New York City in the 90s
“Eric Spitznagel is just like Captain Ahab, if Ahab were chasing Billy Joel albums instead of a white whale. As he recounts in this very funny book, Spitznagel found way more than he bargained for. And just like Ahab, he dies in the end. (Spoiler alert.)”
—Rob Tannenbaum, co-author of I Want My MTV: The Uncensored Story of the Music Video Revolution
