Peacefrog
Degenerate
No but I know where we are going to happy hour.
Record Town on University moving
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Tom Brown
Active Member
Land Frog
Darn baylor!
Sipping Colonel E. H. Taylor Small Batch right now.
Tom Brown
Active Member
I havent tried it
Land Frog
Darn baylor!
How is Tin Cup? This is pretty good on a rock.
Tom Brown
Active Member
Good, im drinking the same way. My first time trying it
Peacefrog
Degenerate
Easy drinking whiskey. I enjoy it.
Tom Brown
Active Member
Last night i had Two Stars and it was even easier.
BABYFACE
Full Member
Cherokee party girl?
YA
Active Member
I went a couple of weeks ago with my niece and nephew. Cool place until they had a Dallas rapper come on at 10. We left and went to the Usual. I recommend the place.
Gary's Shirtless Revenge
Full Member
I seem to remember a story about Jeff Bridges hanging out in Record Town while doing research and prep for his role in the great movie Crazy Heart.
ShadowFrog
Moderators
Cathy Brownlee gonna kick your butt for that.
Also, did I sell you anything from Sound Warehouse, spring or fall ‘82?
Tom Brown
Active Member
BABYFACE
Full Member
I remember Sound Warehouse on Camp Bowie. Also remember when it was Peaches Records and Tapes before it became Sound Warehouse.
Tom Brown
Active Member
I went to all 3 sound warehouses
Tom Brown
Active Member
Cathy related to John Brownlee?
BrewingFrog
Was I supposed to type something here?
Heh. All my old LPs are safely ensconced in wooden crates stamped 'Sound Warehouse' that I have had since '82. Yikes...
Some years ago, an evening of entertaining younger folk turned to a discussion of tunes by bands that the kids were familiar with, but had never heard the tracks in question. Having had just enough Oat Pop to think it was a good idea, I said, "Hey! I have that on vinyl! Let's break out the old turntable and I'll play it for you!"
Sadly, this entailed moving a bunch of old furniture, then getting onto a tight little below-stairs closet, and fetching out my trusty old Technics turntable from beneath a plastic sheet. Victory! Then, after more Oat Pop, there was The Quest for the Right Cables. More beer. Then, the gymnastics required to attach the RCA cabling and pesky ground wire to the amp. Meanwhile, Mrs. Brewingfrog has gotten into the music closet and gently moved my beloved Rickenbackers out of the way so as to get to the LPs. The relevant albums were withdrawn.
All was ready! I turned the amp selector to 'Phono' and drew the arm over, dropped the needle... And nothing happened. All was shut down, and I figured out that the belt which turned the platter had rotted away over the many years the thing had been living under the stairs. But, Mrs. Brewingfrog had a big postal rubber band! We could use that as the belt!
This replacement item was put in place and all turned on once again. The turntable sprang into motion! The needle dropped! And the music was awful! The rubber band wasn't rigid enough to do the job, and the speed bounced back and forth resulting in a terrible mess. I turned the thing off in disgust. The kids were laughing at all the craziness and effort we went to just to play a silly old record.
Luckily, there was more beer. I may not have had a working turntable, but the kegbox was in fine shape. Thank goodness...
Some years ago, an evening of entertaining younger folk turned to a discussion of tunes by bands that the kids were familiar with, but had never heard the tracks in question. Having had just enough Oat Pop to think it was a good idea, I said, "Hey! I have that on vinyl! Let's break out the old turntable and I'll play it for you!"
Sadly, this entailed moving a bunch of old furniture, then getting onto a tight little below-stairs closet, and fetching out my trusty old Technics turntable from beneath a plastic sheet. Victory! Then, after more Oat Pop, there was The Quest for the Right Cables. More beer. Then, the gymnastics required to attach the RCA cabling and pesky ground wire to the amp. Meanwhile, Mrs. Brewingfrog has gotten into the music closet and gently moved my beloved Rickenbackers out of the way so as to get to the LPs. The relevant albums were withdrawn.
All was ready! I turned the amp selector to 'Phono' and drew the arm over, dropped the needle... And nothing happened. All was shut down, and I figured out that the belt which turned the platter had rotted away over the many years the thing had been living under the stairs. But, Mrs. Brewingfrog had a big postal rubber band! We could use that as the belt!
This replacement item was put in place and all turned on once again. The turntable sprang into motion! The needle dropped! And the music was awful! The rubber band wasn't rigid enough to do the job, and the speed bounced back and forth resulting in a terrible mess. I turned the thing off in disgust. The kids were laughing at all the craziness and effort we went to just to play a silly old record.
Luckily, there was more beer. I may not have had a working turntable, but the kegbox was in fine shape. Thank goodness...
ShadowFrog
Moderators
I don’t recall her mentioning a brother.
She was class ‘81.
Spinned music @ KTCU in the old Landreth dungeon back when they had a coat hanger on the roof for an antenna and 60 watts of power. On a good night I could tune in from Clark dorm and maybe hear.
ShadowFrog
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I worked the one across from Paschal before they later moved to the Back Porch block as we called it which is now the easternmost parking lot of campus.
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