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I was particularly interested in the comment that Sally posted in my previous blog entry A Trip To a Music Store — and Why I Never Go There Anymore. She was quite correct in her observation — and it’s something that I actually share with her.
One thing I failed to mention in my post is the reason why I still manage to visit record stores despite my frustrations.
I love watching people shop around for CDs. I enjoy looking at what people take from the shelves, making my own random observations about who they are through the music they listen to. I particularly love seeing people who get as excited as I am for those obscure releases. I remember this cute girl who immediately grabbed a Sleater-Kinney CD she saw and looked at me with a goofy grin on her face. I felt like we were both sharing a moment without even talking to each other or even knowing each other. I feel that a bond is established when we listen to artists that not a lot of people know about. It’s like secret club composed discerning lovers of good music and the CDs that we buy are the tickets to admittance.
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