...and this one in Paris.
We were treated very kindly (considering we were Americans, if you know what I mean) in both stores, and both of them had fabulous assortments of vintage music. In Nice, a certain Shady Dame scored a vinyl copy of this way cool 1972 import Rolling Stones compilation...
...which has all their best early blues stuff, while aux Paris yours truly snagged CD versions of a fab EP by The Detroit Cobras and a three-disc box of the complete works of The Traveling Wilburys.
As I meant to imply, both stores were great, but Crocodisc in Paris was particularly cool in that it's been open in the same location -- across the street from the Sorbonne(!!!) -- since 1978. (For more info about the place, you can check out their website over HERE).
I should add that, alas, neither store had the French vinyl EP that I was most yearning to score a copy thereof...
...but that is, as they say, une autre histoire. 😎
Anyway, I'm back; regular less obviously self-indulgent postings resume on the morrow.
4 comments:
I still think you should have gone apartment hunting while there!
Capt Al
Steve; Having a bit of French a l'universite'....and not wanting to AI cheat. The Nice store 'Achat-Vente: translates? Vente is wind I recall that. And how was Nice?
I have no idea what it means, alas. Nice, BTW, was absolutely fabulous. Although I was informed by several locals it's unbearably hot in the summer.
Okay, I looked it up -- achat-vente means buy-sell. Makes sense to me. 😎
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