
...I just shot down to Amoeba Records to exchange some albums and DVD's and got FIVE TIMES the amount I would've gotten if I'd went to Penny Lane Records...those fuggin' *bastuhs!!!* There's nothing worse than going to trade in your tunes somewhere and that feeling of getting raked over the coals begins to wash over you while some slack-jawed mook examines your albums/ CDs, etc. with a jeweler's monocle, in this instance it was a teenager who wouldn't know the difference between the White Album and Young, Gifted and Black (or what "A Touch of Grey" referred to) ...is she taking a piss or what???...once again, Amoeba has proven itself to be THE record store of choice for those of us residing in CALI ("*some interior pictures here*":http://chronicridicule.blogspot.com/2007/03/amoeba-music-micki-andkeith-morris.html ) ...once the guy at Amoeba told me what the real deal was, the chorus to this Flipper song came to mind...
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