Comments on: Boo blog: Autumn #3

By: Frances

Frances — Tue, 27 Oct 2009 17:07:43 +0000

School holiday job in a record shop in Canterbury. Putting Ian Dury’s “New Boots and Panties” – side 2 track 4- on at full volume. Watching the manager sprint across the shop to get it off the turnatble before Ian broke into song with his 6 beautifully chosen opening words……

By: Natalie williamson

Natalie williamson — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 23:29:24 +0000

Have no idea why I stumbled upon this piece, but several chuckles later and feeling like I’ve worked in a record store I concur..Am about to dig out my exploited tuneage…just had a a little nudge…

By: Barry Hunt

Barry Hunt — Wed, 07 Oct 2009 21:08:45 +0000

Yeah …similar thing, but i used to run a florist shop and on old fella came in one day and asked if we sold light bulbs …..i told him we sold tulip bulbs, but nothing you could plug in, and his reply was ” well there used to be an electrical shop in this street” ….. we wept into our water buckets!

By: Koala Sprint

Koala Sprint — Tue, 06 Oct 2009 19:27:34 +0000

I’m wondering if the guy in the false beard was actually a heavily disguised Bryan Ferry in a misguided attempt to get Jealous Guy back in the charts.

Oh, and when are you playing Barcelona, Boo?

By: VA

VA — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:27:09 +0000

funny stuff Boo – I worked in a music shop in Slough before my work-shy puffy-sleeved singer/songwriter career was fully fledged and there are many parallels .. including a bloke who came into the shop and asked if we repair lawnmowers

By: Carol Reay

Carol Reay — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 11:28:36 +0000

This is funny – working in a record store – albeit a phone-in/online only store (and mail order) still gives many smiles to the day – whether it be the slightly drunken customers who ring in and leave garbled noisy messages, obviously after a night on a wee dram or two leading to sudden desperation for the newest releases at midnight on a Friday, or the tatty envelopes that arrive stuffed with postal orders so the wives don’t see what they’re spending !

From the guys who have to ask us what they’ve bought – so many they forget and some don’t even bother listening – just need to ‘have’ them – to the ones who only buy female singers – no blokes allowed – to the ones who come in once a year for one CD – then disappear again.

The great unwashed all still out there – thankfully !

By: Barry Chirnside

Barry Chirnside — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 11:00:14 +0000

Boo, I worked in Spin in Newcastle for to long than I would care to mention. We had the door to door gypsy selling lucky heather and small “lucky glass trinkets”. Of course these resembled broken apart christmas baubles. As distributor to all of Grateful Deads output the heady smell of sweat and joss sticks to contend with. Luckly this was only everytime the Grateful Dead released a new album which by that stage was every 20 seconds.

By: Julia c

Julia c — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 09:32:04 +0000

Ah, Boo. There’s someone a bit like you in one of my short stories…..

By: Jamie Marshall

Jamie Marshall — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 09:30:52 +0000

By: Jim Byrne

Jim Byrne — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 09:11:00 +0000

Yup – rings a bell. Nostalgia ehh – not what it used to be.

All the best,
Jim