“Books, records, films… These things matter. Call me shallow, it’s the fucking truth.” I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve watched High Fidelity, that movie about a record store owner obsessively revisiting his top five breakups to figure out what went wrong, but here I am again, wishing I had a record store just like Championship Vinyl. Rob Gordon is basically in my top five fictional assholes that I relate to a bit too much.