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Tower Records

Started by JRL, October 17, 2006, 03:46:26 PM

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JRL

I don't know if the mighty Tower chain's demise means a lot to any of you, but for me it is like the passing of a friend. I live in Tower's home city and spent many hours leafing through the bounty of music inside.

My first acid trip started in the first Tower store.

Tower was the first of it's kind, at least around here. The sheer amount and variety of music they made available was unparalleled.

Any thoughts?
a group of us, on peyote, had little to share with a group on marijuana

the marijuana smokers were discussing questions of the utmost profundity and we were sticking our fingers in our navels & giggling
                 Jack Green

winder

#1
I don't regret their demise.

I saw them take over an independent movie theater in Austin that was on the main drag, Guadalupe, next to the UT campus.  Now they are leaving the site and the theater will never be back.  Boo on Tower Records!

And they didn't offer much of anything that could not be found by other means.

I am sure that my experience with their invasion of Austin is long after your experience with them in CA.

cenacle

#2
there used to be a huge Tower in Boston, at the corner of Mass Ave and Newbury Street, a three story high building full of music and magazines and cool books, and like JRL, though it wasn't my first, I did have a few nice trips passing through its doors. It isn't there anymore, but nice memories. I guess a chain like that will have different effects in different cities...

thinking a bit more, I remember the staff there sucked, rude uptight hipsters, so I just enjoyed the goods and left them to their sneers...heheh :twisted:

JRL

#3
My Tower days go back to about 66 when there truely was nowhere else like it. Or maybe the original stores were different than the exported version.

The Tower by where I grew up was for a year or two the center of a little hippie/doper hang area, till the cops closed it down (the hang not theTower) So in 67 I was a 15 year old maniac, hanging out in the parking lot, sidewalk and stores of this strip mall. Lot of people hangin, it was our attempt at a Haight St, except most of us went home to Moms house. There were some unsavory characters around, preying on us seriously fried suburban kids.

Lots of strong drugs around, and lots of dopers. You would take acid and run around and keep running into people you knew who were tripping too.

So Tower will ever be part of that memory.
a group of us, on peyote, had little to share with a group on marijuana

the marijuana smokers were discussing questions of the utmost profundity and we were sticking our fingers in our navels & giggling
                 Jack Green

senorsalvia

#4
For some of us; Tower will always bring a smile...  Like a comfortable old sweater....   I can sure recall the week I saw my first Tower down on Hollwood Blvd....   People hanging out, The Whisky A Go Go right up the street....  Peeps with burnt fingers trading joints for roach clips outside the head shops...  Charlie Manson hanging around selling peyote buttons...  Yeah, things changed. and not all for the good, but ahhhh, the memories.................sal
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JRL

#5
Quote from: "senorsalvia"Peeps with burnt fingers trading joints for roach clips outside the head shops...  Charlie Manson hanging around selling peyote buttons...  Yeah, things changed. and not all for the good, but ahhhh, the memories...............

Yep, were those not the days?
a group of us, on peyote, had little to share with a group on marijuana

the marijuana smokers were discussing questions of the utmost profundity and we were sticking our fingers in our navels & giggling
                 Jack Green

JRL

#6
It is so weird driving by the old Tower complex, next to the Tower Theater that named it (it's an art house, great place to see non-mainstream movies, under assualt be the corporate theatere chains, prolly endangered).

I went into Tower Reords on the last day, all that was left was the weirdest stuff: polka collections, bulgarian music, ect.
a group of us, on peyote, had little to share with a group on marijuana

the marijuana smokers were discussing questions of the utmost profundity and we were sticking our fingers in our navels & giggling
                 Jack Green