The theatre has been chewing up most of my after-hours time lately, but I did manage to meet up with Salman for coffee at Canal Walk the other night. This resulted in an unexpected entertainment bonus, which took the form of the Musica Clearance Store (which I happened to walk past on my way to the restaurant). It is an entire shop full of truly horrendous R20+ bargain-bin CDs, so I just had to investigate.
The fact that many of the items on offer had been marked down several times (before finally being relegated to the Last Chance Saloon of the music world) was a poignant and beautiful example of what happens when greed decays into hopelessness.
Tempted as I was by gems such as ‘Worsie Visser – the Early Years’ and ‘Stool Pigeon’ by Kid Creole and the Coconuts, I somehow found myself leaving empty-handed.
On my way out, I briefly considered buying a ‘Music Awards Kylie’ doll as a going-away present for someone, but I swiftly discarded that idea, because some practical jokes really are unforgivable.
+ About $2-70 in real money or roughly equivalent to the GDP of Zimbabwe++
++ Yes, I know this joke is getting old