Signs Of The Approaching Apocalypse
Those of a certain age who know, know. The movie High Fidelity wasn’t that far off from the record store stereotype.
I played hooky on leave and went to some record stores–you know the type; smells vaguely of bad incense, The Only Acceptable Political Statements up on the wall, lots of bizarre music, lots of youngsters nonconforming in exactly the same way (hey, nice tat there!).
First store: I go in and ask for a certain record, because I found this one and they’re in that band there, and it sounds like X. After a few minutes the one guy calls over the gal at the counter, and they start asking questions. Then they exclaim that I’m really cool! What record should I get that sounds like this?
Second store: I walk in and they have a Slint record, and I mention my love of things Slint; owner, after a few minutes, asks if I could join his team because they’ve got a music trivia competition coming up.
Oy.
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June 29th, 2007 at 4:35 pm
what’s a record store?
I kid