Does anyone remember Tower Records?
A recent post about how we can get the younger generation into hifi gear got me got me to thinking about this wonderful-bygone institution. My local Tower Records was in Mountain View, CA growing up in the 1970s-90s and it was an institution. I remember riding my bike there at age 8 in in 1979 to buy my first record: Gary Numan’s Pleasure Principle. The whole experience was formative. I had to pass by Pacific Stereo, where my elder brothers frequented to get their integrated amps and speakers, and where I later bought my gear. Tower had some speakers, some phono cartridges and yea the biggest recorded audio selection you shake stick at (south of the San Francisco mother-ship), but this was their real attraction: they had the culture. If you did not have a date on Friday, you hung out at Tower. If you had a date, you met up at Tower. If you wanted pot or needed a place to get away from your folks: Tower. You bought concert tickets there, you browsed the racks, listened, flirted and just took it all in. The Dead caravans rallied there evey summer before going out to Shoreline Ampitheater. They offered tremendous freedom and creative opportunity to the people who worked their stores (most were in bands themselves) and consequentially the coolest kids drew in and kept the customers coming back, as everyone listened, watched and just grooved on life. Moreover, if you traveled to another town, you went to that Tower. I literally spent months of my life and a small fortune there until the Napster catastrophe in the early 2000s. I truly miss this social dimension to recorded music, and nothing, not even the small mom-and-pops I frequent here in Chicago have quite taken its place. I’ve never seen a kind of business quite like it.
A recent post about how we can get the younger generation into hifi gear got me got me to thinking about this wonderful-bygone institution. My local Tower Records was in Mountain View, CA growing up in the 1970s-90s and it was an institution. I remember riding my bike there at age 8 in in 1979 to buy my first record: Gary Numan’s Pleasure Principle. The whole experience was formative. I had to pass by Pacific Stereo, where my elder brothers frequented to get their integrated amps and speakers, and where I later bought my gear. Tower had some speakers, some phono cartridges and yea the biggest recorded audio selection you shake stick at (south of the San Francisco mother-ship), but this was their real attraction: they had the culture. If you did not have a date on Friday, you hung out at Tower. If you had a date, you met up at Tower. If you wanted pot or needed a place to get away from your folks: Tower. You bought concert tickets there, you browsed the racks, listened, flirted and just took it all in. The Dead caravans rallied there evey summer before going out to Shoreline Ampitheater. They offered tremendous freedom and creative opportunity to the people who worked their stores (most were in bands themselves) and consequentially the coolest kids drew in and kept the customers coming back, as everyone listened, watched and just grooved on life. Moreover, if you traveled to another town, you went to that Tower. I literally spent months of my life and a small fortune there until the Napster catastrophe in the early 2000s. I truly miss this social dimension to recorded music, and nothing, not even the small mom-and-pops I frequent here in Chicago have quite taken its place. I’ve never seen a kind of business quite like it.
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