It's hard to believe my last Amoeba run was four months ago, but perhaps reports of the death of the compact disc have not been greatly exaggerated. I mean, if I've stopped going to record stores and switched to downloading album after album from eMusic, surely the CD is not long for this world....
But today's impromptu excursion was triggered by a sudden uncontrollable urge to buy as many Prince albums as I could carry on my arm—probably due to listening to A Case of U about ten times a day, every day, for two months straight. Two decades of royalty were acquired in less than 10 minutes: Parade ('86, with a quaint note that says, "For best results, you should apply the same care in handling the compact disc as you would with conventional records"), Lovesexy ('88), Graffiti Bridge ('90, totally forgot Mavis Staples is on this), Diamonds and Pearls ('91, remember when people were fascinated by holograms?), Emancipation ('96, had to skip over those questionable early '90s), Rave un2 the Joy Fantastic ('99), musicology ('04), and 3121 ('06).
However, an otherwise successful and gratifying visit was capped with this inexplicable sight:
I'm sorry: someone actually SOLD their copy? What the hell's wrong with people?!?