Music, etc.
I got a compliment from one of my co-workers the other day. She works on the newsside at the paper, and her husband is a news clerk. She told me that her husband told her that I knew more about music than anybody he had ever met, with the exception of music journalists, who are paid to write about music for a living.
I was kind of floored by the compliment, needless to say.
I’m not really sure where I’m going with this, but as a part of my trip to Nashville on Saturday, I made it a point to visit my favorite music store on the planet - The Great Escape. And it’s the one down by Vanderbilt, not the one out by Rivergate Mall. Believe me, there is a difference.
You walk into this place, and in a way, it’s just like Championship Vinyl, the record store owned by Rob Gordon in High Fidelity. I didn’t see any elitist employees in the store…I was so hoping to see a customer get hassled by a short, fat guy for wanting to buy “I Just Called To Say I Love You” by Stevie Wonder for his daughter. Because, you know, the guy surely doesn’t truly know her if he wants to buy that crap.
The Great Escape specializes in used media. Used CDs, DVDs, tapes, vinyl … you name it. So I bought five used CDs for about $30.
When you buy something used, you get what you pay for. The album I was most looking forward to, Matthew Sweet’s “Blue Sky On Mars” (listen to some of his work above) skips horribly. I have also listened to The Wallflowers “Bringing Down The Horse” (because I couldn’t get “Sixth Avenue Heartache” out of my head), and a Jeff Buckley compilation (so much talent, but yet, so depressing).
There’s not really much more for me to add here, except that I love stores like this. I went to a used bookstore in New York City (near where my sister used to work) called The Strand, and I could spend hours in there going through the collection. So much fun.
