I’m not sure that I’ve ever been really sad to see a store go out of business. Until today, when I saw the signs up at Tower Records. What is there to do except listen to Morrissey (or maybe Götterdämmerung)?

Well, it doesn’t hurt so much when I remember the good old days…

Finding refuge from parents and school alike in the sound-proofed Classical section in Northridge…

Buying Haitink’s complete Die Walküre for high school graduation, and listening to it for the first time, alone in my room at 1 AM…

Buying Jochum’s complete set of Brucker’s symphonies at Tyson’s Corner to celebrate getting hired at GMU.

Good times.