Sounds Familiar, smells familiar

For those of you who have never walked into a “record shop”, you have no idea what I’m about to talk about, so I urge you to find out on your own. 

My brother wanted a P!nk CD for Christmas, turns out all the stores that carry CDs near him (like Hell-Mart) didn’t carry the unedited version (see the reason here).  So it’s up to big brother in the not so big city to find the right version.  I went to Sounds Familiar and nearly fainted when I stepped inside.  Not only does it look like a record shop, it SMELLS LIKE A RECORD SHOP!!!  I felt like I was 16 again, perusing the bins at The Music Staff for everything imaginable. 

Needless to say, I’m going back to investigate thier inventory.