Discology is My Friend
Reno has been kind of a sad place to live lately. By lately, I mean pretty much starting around the time that I heard that Soundwave was closing its doors. I drank a lot. Not because of Soundwave, but that didn't help. Then, a few months later, Tower Records went bust. I have to say that while Soundwave was my favorite, favorite place to buy cds, Jesus wrapping paper, and beat generation post cards, the whole Tower experience turned out worse for me, emotionally.
Let me explain: For something like four weeks, my boyfriend dragged me back and forth from work, to Tower, home, to work, to Tower, etc. At first, we gave sideward glances at the innocent enough looking 10-15%-off stickers. By the end of the long goodbye, we were actively moping at the field of clearanced dregs. I did have a couple of smiles through the tears, however. I stocked up on zines (80% off!), harajuku lovers shoe laces, and some spooky keychains which made excellent stocking stuffers. Huey Lewis played in the background as I asked my boyfriend if he'd checked the porn section out yet--it's like 95% off, I said. Barely looking up from the last of the soundtracks, he replied glumly, nah, the good stuff is already gone. See, that's why we're together--because he can say almost exactly what I'm thinking.
All of this whining has a point, sort-of. Sometime around the Thanksgiving holiday, a friend of ours, David, opened up a used cd store called Discology. I am so freaking relieved I can't tell you what. I was like, Thanks David! The place is located at the corner of Sierra St. & California Ave, on the second floor of the building with The Satellite and Blue Moon Pizza. If you live in or around Reno, if you were even half as heart-sore as I was to see another small guy throw in the towel (R.I.P. Soundwave), then get to Discology, pronto.
Wow, I just ran out of words fast. I'd better beat it.
Let me explain: For something like four weeks, my boyfriend dragged me back and forth from work, to Tower, home, to work, to Tower, etc. At first, we gave sideward glances at the innocent enough looking 10-15%-off stickers. By the end of the long goodbye, we were actively moping at the field of clearanced dregs. I did have a couple of smiles through the tears, however. I stocked up on zines (80% off!), harajuku lovers shoe laces, and some spooky keychains which made excellent stocking stuffers. Huey Lewis played in the background as I asked my boyfriend if he'd checked the porn section out yet--it's like 95% off, I said. Barely looking up from the last of the soundtracks, he replied glumly, nah, the good stuff is already gone. See, that's why we're together--because he can say almost exactly what I'm thinking.
All of this whining has a point, sort-of. Sometime around the Thanksgiving holiday, a friend of ours, David, opened up a used cd store called Discology. I am so freaking relieved I can't tell you what. I was like, Thanks David! The place is located at the corner of Sierra St. & California Ave, on the second floor of the building with The Satellite and Blue Moon Pizza. If you live in or around Reno, if you were even half as heart-sore as I was to see another small guy throw in the towel (R.I.P. Soundwave), then get to Discology, pronto.
Wow, I just ran out of words fast. I'd better beat it.
Labels: music
posted by Undercoverbean at 9:19 PM
1 Comments:
Great blog, and glad to see that someone else has been in Discology...what it lacks in mass it makes up for with hidden treasure. I also like the bar guilt post. Keep it up.
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