the first time kia and i went to silver platters, i was fully locked in on projekt cds and a few velour 100 eps i found used. kia came up to me and excitedly showed me two compilations she found that she thought i’d like. one was a projekt comp, the other was the above, ‘tyranny of the beat’ i can be rigid sometimes and i had already decided in my mind that the cds i was currently holding would be the totality of what i would get, and i was less of a fan of buying comps unheard then.
i thanked her for finding them and showing them to me but ended up putting both back. before we went to check out, she realized i had put them back and seemed a bit sad. i felt really bad about it and even though she said it was fine and that i’m not obligated to buy what she picks out for me, i still went and grabbed and bought the projekt comp. i left this one behind for some unknown reason.
months later when going through my photos, i came across a pic of the cd from when kia showed it to me. i looked up the comp again and felt immense regret of not having grabbed it, especially as i had been getting a lot deeper into industrial again in the prior weeks. i mentioned this to kia and apologized again. she laughed and said something to the effect of ‘bet you won’t doubt my curation again.’ and she was right. i now pick up any cd/record she brings to my attention.
ran across a vendor at the ‘punk rock flea market’ who had a great assortment of industrial music, new age/buddhist/hare krishna cds, and dolls he made himself. i found a current 93 live bootleg vhs (he sold it discounted to me, warning it may be another band entirely [which did end up being true]), and a bootleg of the tyranny of the beat film. and with that, the circle closed and i felt i redeemed myself from something that kia already had moved on from less than thirty minutes after the initial incident
i somewhat wish i had grabbed the front 242 & einstürzende neaubauten vhs tapes as well, but it is serendipitous i didn’t as it left me with exactly the amount of cash needed to buy a newspaper from the communists outside of the ‘punk rock flea market’. their paper was labeled the ‘voice of the revolutionary communists’ but one of them seemed offended at being referred to as ‘revcoms’, rejecting the characterization.
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