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Going through a slightly rough patch, but that too will pass. However, there's always time for music.
Not doing the music meme that is going around because without broadband, I can't download much music. Unless I pop over to campus, which is where I am now, and abuse the facilities. Anyway. So what I have done recently is to head off to the nearby Cash Convertor and rummage through their collection to see what I can find. Because it's fun and exciting like that.
It's sort of digging around people's playlists, except tangible, more grimy and you'll find yourself making WTF expressions every five minutes or so at the sheer amount of BIZZARE! people listen to. You might also want to practise inhaling as little air as possible while in Cash Convertor shops though as they somehow all smell like contruction workers squeeze into the tiny 3x3 metre music sections regularly. To put it succinctly, stale sweat and overpowering musk.
Most stuff are rubbish (and by that, I mean cheesy techno stuff with pounding beats the sale assistants are so fond of playing on repeat, but then again, that's just me). Still, you might just make the most awesome finds. Within 20 minutes, I got myself Vienna boy choirs singing pop <3, a strange Japanese mister's album and a soundtrack consisting OMG!REALINDIE!!! tracks from OMG!REALINDIE!!! films.
... actually, it's not only the rummaging that is fun, but also the gamble you take when you purchase what you hope is good shitz. It's three dollars per album. Cheaper than TOTO or 4D and more fun too. Ah.
( Vienna Boys' Choir Goes Pop )
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( A few social notes and of the Gaiman Boy )
Not doing the music meme that is going around because without broadband, I can't download much music. Unless I pop over to campus, which is where I am now, and abuse the facilities. Anyway. So what I have done recently is to head off to the nearby Cash Convertor and rummage through their collection to see what I can find. Because it's fun and exciting like that.
It's sort of digging around people's playlists, except tangible, more grimy and you'll find yourself making WTF expressions every five minutes or so at the sheer amount of BIZZARE! people listen to. You might also want to practise inhaling as little air as possible while in Cash Convertor shops though as they somehow all smell like contruction workers squeeze into the tiny 3x3 metre music sections regularly. To put it succinctly, stale sweat and overpowering musk.
Most stuff are rubbish (and by that, I mean cheesy techno stuff with pounding beats the sale assistants are so fond of playing on repeat, but then again, that's just me). Still, you might just make the most awesome finds. Within 20 minutes, I got myself Vienna boy choirs singing pop <3, a strange Japanese mister's album and a soundtrack consisting OMG!REALINDIE!!! tracks from OMG!REALINDIE!!! films.
... actually, it's not only the rummaging that is fun, but also the gamble you take when you purchase what you hope is good shitz. It's three dollars per album. Cheaper than TOTO or 4D and more fun too. Ah.
( Vienna Boys' Choir Goes Pop )
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( A few social notes and of the Gaiman Boy )
