Ukulele? Can't say I'm any good at that. I've only played it once, absolutely hammered, and it sounded so bad that my mate snagged it out of my hands and broke it over the bar. The barkeep thanked him for it.
[The noise of the train is familiar, even if he's worlds away from the rails he knows back home. And Ronstadt's smile is welcoming and keeps John's mood pleasant.] Dunno. I wanted to get some drinks and ciggies too. [He looks comically serious for a moment. Then John nods suddenly, like the decision is entirely clear.] Alright! Vinyl first, then we'll grab my smokes, food last. We want it to be hot when we eat it anyway.
[Ronstadt laughs, even though he feels bad at the same time. good ukuleles aren't cheap, but then again, given how indie John's band was, it was probably the cheapest available, so. eh? that serious look on John's face only serves to make him laugh a little more.]
Alright then! Defiant Records it is.
[and he leads the way off the train, up through the station, and a few blocks down to a little hole-in-the-wall store that is clearly all about the music. unlike most modern stores that sell old vinyl, Defiant is without frills, the owners well aware that the music is the real reason people are there. The crates are organized by genre, then artist, then chronologically through the discography. One row off to the side separates "New Arrivals" from people who donated or sold their old vinyl, and "New Releases" from the bands who're releasing new stuff ... or re-releasing remasters. there's an R.E.M album playing quietly, but a curtain off at the back has a sign that designates it the Listening Station, where people can check an album out to see if they like it enough to take it home.]
[John nods, approvingly.] Always was one for a bit of defiance.
[John follows without question, if this was his old stomping grounds he would be the one leading the way to the records. But this is Ronstadt's territory, so John trusts him to take him right to the good stuff. And goodness, he delivers. No frills indeed, but everything seems legitimate and carefully curated. It's a music lovers paradise, at least for the ones that like their music without fuss and in well cared for vinyl format.]
Looks like they know their stuff. [He's seen more pretentious types of these shops, meant for a younger looking and more expensively dressed crowd. John doesn't fit in there, not in stores like that. Here, he's right at home.]
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Date: 2022-03-16 05:22 am (UTC)[The noise of the train is familiar, even if he's worlds away from the rails he knows back home. And Ronstadt's smile is welcoming and keeps John's mood pleasant.] Dunno. I wanted to get some drinks and ciggies too. [He looks comically serious for a moment. Then John nods suddenly, like the decision is entirely clear.] Alright! Vinyl first, then we'll grab my smokes, food last. We want it to be hot when we eat it anyway.
/shamelessly steals local used vinyl store
Date: 2022-03-17 01:06 am (UTC)Alright then! Defiant Records it is.
[and he leads the way off the train, up through the station, and a few blocks down to a little hole-in-the-wall store that is clearly all about the music. unlike most modern stores that sell old vinyl, Defiant is without frills, the owners well aware that the music is the real reason people are there. The crates are organized by genre, then artist, then chronologically through the discography. One row off to the side separates "New Arrivals" from people who donated or sold their old vinyl, and "New Releases" from the bands who're releasing new stuff ... or re-releasing remasters. there's an R.E.M album playing quietly, but a curtain off at the back has a sign that designates it the Listening Station, where people can check an album out to see if they like it enough to take it home.]
This is the best one in the neighborhood.
As you should!
Date: 2022-03-20 05:35 pm (UTC)[John follows without question, if this was his old stomping grounds he would be the one leading the way to the records. But this is Ronstadt's territory, so John trusts him to take him right to the good stuff. And goodness, he delivers. No frills indeed, but everything seems legitimate and carefully curated. It's a music lovers paradise, at least for the ones that like their music without fuss and in well cared for vinyl format.]
Looks like they know their stuff. [He's seen more pretentious types of these shops, meant for a younger looking and more expensively dressed crowd. John doesn't fit in there, not in stores like that. Here, he's right at home.]