Gustav Carrion was in charge of the Avant Garde and Experimental records section, in the upstairs part of the store.
Carrion despised the world. Most people were pathetic drones, going about their sad, humdrum, media-saturated lives, clueless as to the genius of Robert Ashley and Anima.
The 53-year old lit up a roll-up, and settled back to the strains of some prime Gordon Mumma, recorded back in the 1960s.
BEYOND THE IMPLODE (like you couldn’t have guessed!)
Was that the shop down that dodgy street off tattynham court rd????
Yeah it was the pre-World Serpent place on Hanway Street, which is STILL dodgy! Must be some very rum psychogeography going down…
I think Vinyl Experience was Hanway Street, Vinyl Solution was Notting Hill iirc, tho I may be wrong on that. I haven’t been near Hanway St in ages, is the Troy Club still there? And that Spanish bar open til 6am with the Spurs banners on the wall and the old blokes playing cards behind a curtain?
Yeah I think you are right about Vinyl Experience. I think maybe we just called them “solution” because of all the Boyd Rice records in there. Not sure what is there and what isn’t but it is still amazingly mad down there, considering how central it is…
I dunno…where’s Simon Reynolds when you really need him? Sitting in NYC, smoking waccy baccy and blabbing away to groupies? Step up, the man! Tell us about Hanway St. Psychogeographers these days, don’t know they’re born. Hang around the Thames Barrier looking at floating algae and think they’ve seen it all. What about the good old days? Dogs running Tyburn-bound, foaming flagons of ale exploding from their nostrils (message truncated – continued on Woebot)
Check this shit out!
http://www.hrionline.ac.uk/db/hri3/gis_20050804.jsp?mode=bailey&map=green&map_item_id=3466&tagtype=1&mclass=f
“indicted for burglariously breaking and entering the dwelling house…”
oh wow, more on this later!
I remember being chased by about 100 mods down that street one saturday, it really livened up a rather dull day selling bootleg tapes outside FANS records shop in SOHO – agh the impetuosnessness of yoof!