October 3rd, 2005
|04:19 pm - Creepy.|
I went to PrePlayed over my lunchbreak and picked up (among other things) Brave Combo's A Night On Earth. Brave Combo, for the uninitiated, is the only actual-genuine polka band I like enough to buy. Much of their music falls into the Latin polka category, but they bounce between genres, covering ground as diverse as Middle-Eastern music, baroque classics, and pseudo J-pop. If that makes Brave Combo sound like something you'd hate, I still recommend that you check them out.
Somebody gave me a cassette copy of A Night on Earth when I was a freshman in high school, and I fell in love with it. When the tape wore out I went looking for it locally, and everybody seems to stock a Brave Combo album or two, but never A Night on Earth. I was still in high school when I was actively looking for a copy, and by the time I had the means to purchase it online, I was absolutely determined to find it at a brick and mortar store. The same thing happened with the soundtrack from Hair -- after twice having a sales clerk refuse to sell a used copy because it was scratched, I became convinced that I could only buy it if I found it used.
None of this is actually why I'm writing about PrePlayed, though. I brought it up because while I was there, a woman, probably in her mid-40s came in to sell some CDs. She talked incessantly through the sale process, but I wasn't really listening to her so I don't know what she said, only that after the left, one of the sales clerks turned to the other and said, "the hell was that all about?"
I was there for at least another fifteen minutes before I made my purchase and left. As I was getting into my car, she popped up from the other side of the car next to mine (which wasn't hers) and said "Hey, do you wanna go smoke up?"
I probably said something along the lines of "...uh..."
"You look like you'd be fun to get high with."
Always the master of the witty retort, I said something like "No I don't," stepped into my car, and got the hell out of
Dodge the parking lot. Of course, with all the construction on East Washington Ave., I spent several long seconds waiting for an opening so I could pull out into traffic. I locked my doors and watched my rearview mirror where I could see the woman walk up to the edge of the parking lot and wave at me.
It wasn't one of those things where you sit back and gloat that somebody thinks you'd be fun to get high with. After all, business casual attire doesn't scream "stoner" to most people.
This feels uncomfortably like my experience with a woman who used to frequent my neighborhood when I lived in The Pit. The other guys encountered her too, but not as often as I did because she liked to hang out in front of the tanning salon across the street right around the time I always got home from work. More than once she came over to talk to me while I was waiting for the "Walk" signal. When she wasn't trying to sell me drugs, she was telling me that she had a gun or reciting my license plate and (what she claimed was) my car's VIN number. I have no idea how she found that stuff out. Keep in mind that this is the campus area we're talking about, and there's a law here that says you can't park anywhere near your destination. Downtown Madison was designed with deterrence in mind.
Anyway, the last time I saw that woman, she was working at Barnes and Noble on the West side.
I'm not sure what the point of that whole story was, except that I'm still creeped out.
Current Mood: creeped out
Current Music: Brave Combo -- Don't Ever Dance With Maria
|Date:||October 3rd, 2005 09:58 pm (UTC)|| |
So two days after Beth was bitching that she couldn't find any pot at the annual Marijuana rally, you're getting offered weed completely out of the blue.
No khakis, that must've been Beth's mistake. Must've.
Either that or the polka album I bought.
That's pretty f**ked up right there...
I think I would like Brave Combo. I'm not sure if I should be excited or depressed by that thought.
Well, you can hear some Brave Combo if you like, though A Night on Earth may not be the best album for you to judge the variety of their work.
man, you attract odd people, hi, no one ever offers me pot.
You don't need the pot...you're crazy enough with out it!
Want some pot? I actually have some if you like.
Why doesn't that surprise me?
I think you're the only one that can answer that correctly.
Do tell. I can't imagine that you'd have it for the usual reasons.
It's probably just as well. Ribs thinks she was trying to get me into a state where she could club me over the head and take my wallet and keys. That doesn't sound likely, but it's easier to imagine that than it is to imagine her being completely and totally serious.
I'd smoke some with yah if you were in the room.
It really takes guts these day to just walk up and say something like that to someone. Police are nazi with all kinds of undercover pigs. I smoke and if someone I didn't know walked up to me and asked me to smoke I would be just as freaked out as you were.
Brave combo does sound like something I would have in my collection (but I don't unfortunatly). You should try and find a CD by Keppa Junkara, they are a baque accordian band from Spain. I really think you would dig the music but I warn you it is hard to find and addictive. You probably would have to buy it online. I saw them last year on the terrace during the world music festival and I am kicking myself for not buying there CD then. Anyways thought you might be interested.
Keppa Junkara sounds intriguing. I'll definitely check them out.