It was a tradition to go to the local Christian bookstore on the weekends when I was a kid. My mom would give me and my brother 25 minutes to pick out a tape or CD, and when the timer began, we got serious. More often than not, we would meet back at the counter holding a compilation album rather than an artist's full-length record.
Why? Well, for few reasons.
They were usually cheaper than studio albums, so our parents couldn't force us to put them back because they went over our spending limit. Also, we could listen[…]
