Eleven and I hit the Guitar
…saw the line that was over a city block long…
…and went to Panara Bread instead. Hells, *YOU* go stand in the cold for an hour.
Eventually, the line evaporated and we got to experience the chaos. Elvis was there. So were ten-thousand wankers all under the age of 15, who pay more attention to who is watching them than to their own playing.
Nothing special about Guitar Center in general, and this one is the the worst laid-out of the three. The selection of bass guitars is poor, and packed into a sardine can they dubbed “The Rumble Room”.
I’m not as excited about Guitar Center itself as I am about the fact that the company feels Minnesota can support three of them. I hope this implies that someone believes making music is a booming industry here in the Twin Cities, and not that GC thinks all the rich brats in the NW suburbs are going to want daddy to buy them a Fender Strat after watching AntiReality-TV-Shows-About-Music.