Greville Records

With vinyl on the comeback, record shops like this are regaining their relevancy. This is a shop that never gave up on vinyl during the down times, and as a result it knows what it’s doing. There is a good selection of new stuff, but the real joy is found in the second hand stuff. This is all done properly, with descriptions of the pressing (if necessary) as well as grading details for the records and the sleeves.
In terms of pricing, it’s not that bad; new releases are around $ 30-​$ 40 on LP depending on whether its a single or a double, and CD’s are around $ 20. The second hand stuff that’s good quality is probably in line with Discogs prices, and there is a bunch of discount stuff if you fancy a rummage. If you’re only running on CD’s you’re not ignored.
Special mention to the owner, who helped me out with packaging to make sure that my purchases got back to Scotland intact, and who regaled me with stories of Primal Scream visiting the shop. He was really friendly, and I’m sure that regular visitors would definitely benefit from his insight.
Very much a record shop of the old-​school, Greville Records is all the better for it. Highly recommended.

pretty good one of the last of it’s kind in Melbourne; which is a little
saddening. It’s essentially the same as it was back ten years ago,
and that’s a good thing it need no change.
The owner gave advice on unknown bands, and a little history. There
are always collectables here or hard to find stuff, music that you usually
wouldn’t usually find elsewhere. Lots of rock and roll based stock, but lots
of the well established classics too. Great place to go crate digging or unearth
some musical surprises. worth of a look in any instance.

One of the least pretentious record stores in Melbourne, in one of the city’s more pretentious areas.
The record prices in here are as about as competitive as you’re going to get in Australia.
The two things that sets this apart from some of the others is the dude behind the counter who tells you stories about the time he spent in Spain smoking pot with the locals and singing Cramps songs to communicate because they couldn’t speak English AND the gems that are hidden in the used collection.

Greville Street Records operate on the mixed new and used formula of record store and is a bit of an institution in Melbourne.
It sits proud on the Greville Street strip, surrounded by the retail and cafes of a suburb shot to hell by consumerism. The store is ramshackle and absolutely jammed to the ceiling with vinyl, tees, posters and collectibles. The owner’s a chatty bloke and is very happy to give you his opinion on almost anything, but his passion for music, and in particular independent music, borders on stirring.
The stock here is largely rock based, they have a load of great re-​release stuff and heaps of good kosmische (formerly Krautrock) material. Some of the used stuff is a little over priced, but you gotta take a bit of that on the chin given his location and what he’s dealing in.
This shop is just another little cog on the independent music wheel here in Melbourne, and there are few independent stores in this largely gentrified and ’boutique-​y’ neighbourhood. I’ve got hug amount of admiration for this bloke sticking to his guns and travelling the spaceways. I’ll keep rockin’ the t-​shirt.

Greville St Records has this amazing feeling of «A day in the life… of music». There are countless photos and posters on the wall of the most influential artists in the world of music.
So much history in this store where one conversation with old rocker, Steve, you’ll understand why it’s so genuine. He has some fantastic stories of some of his wonder years where browsing the many genres and classic albums is a pleasure.
It’s such a good record store but it is expensive. You have to be prepared to pay over $ 80 for a good record and it’s hard because you want to keep the place alive but I’m yet to delve that deep into my wallet.
It’s sad really because there are countless records that they have which many other stores don’t. It’s a battle with your head on whether or not it’s worth it. I’m battling that thought once again…