Sunday, May 09, 2004
armed with only a 50 yoyo voucher from last chrismas, I stalked the aisles in search of brilliance and bargains
Last weekend I went on a media frenzy in Tower Records. Armed with only a 50 yoyo voucher from last chrismas, I stalked the aisles in search of brilliance and bargains, and came away very pleased with myself.
First up, Black Books series 1 on DVD – I somehow managed to miss most of this when it was on, so now we’re armed when there’s something crap on TV – which is almost always these days.
Then came Original Pirate Material by The Streets – I’d ripped someone’s copy of this a while ago, and it was so good I was happy to buy the original (put that in your pipe and smoke it, you DRM fascists).
But surely, you must be thinking, that can’t leave much money left over for anything else.
Well, you’d think so, wouldn’t you. But by dint of a cool promotion with lots of CDs you’d actually like to buy all being priced ?10, I still had some cash left.
Enough for De La Soul’s greatest hits. Talk about kicking it old school. I hadn’t heard ‘Three is the Magic Number’ and ‘Me Myself and I’ for a very long time, but I’m happy to report they’ve aged well. ‘Oh,’ said Buendia, ‘that sounds a lot like Fat Boy Slim.’ Ain’t that the truth.
And there was still money left for Ron Sexsmith’s album ‘Whereabouts’. He’s one of those guys who’s always being compared to people I like (just as I was always being told that I’d like ‘A Walk Across the Rooftops’ by the Blue Nile, back in the day. And yes, I was that predictible – it’s fantastic). So it was well worth a punt with the remains of my Christmas voucher. And he’s good.
I felt like I was 16 again – rushing out of a record shop with stuff I really wanted to listen to right away. Amazon and Play and all those internet people are fine, but walking around town with some new discs still in their plastic feels great.
Posted by David in • Life