Sympathy for the Record Industry
People say that the CD business is threatened by piracy and iTunes. But don't tell that to the diggers, liner notes junkies, and people who want to listen to their music on more than two devices. Cuz they're in the Upper Haight, shoulder-to-tit at Amoeba every Sunday.
Yeah, Tower is almost out of business. Good riddance to that bullshit. If you want to play $18 for the new Elton John, you have no shortage of options. Plus, aren't there more creative ways of announcing to the world, "I have given up on life"?
Why do the snobbish hipster elite shop at Amoeba? Because Amoeba fuckin' gets it.
And this Sunday, with the Bay Bridge shut down and most of the drug-buying population frontin' in the Nevada desert, you might even have room to breathe.
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Other stuff to digest:
1115: A Victory Lap for Broken Promises : Justifiable anger as Bush parades around NOLA.
Wizbang: Katrina saved 50,000 lives
Dead-Frog: Behind the scenes of a behind-the-scenes show about sketch comedy, an actress playing a sketch actress who stars in a show within the show within the show is pushed aside for another actress. I recommend Clorox wipes for cleaning your brain off your wall.
I... freakin'... love Amoeba. I haven't been there in several years. I need to make a trip to the west coast just to go there.
The only problem is the drug pushers out on the street... comes with the territory, I guess.
Posted by: minijonb | August 31, 2006 at 12:30 PM
Amoeba rocks the house!
Posted by: Catherine | August 31, 2006 at 06:14 PM