I went into Crawley’s HMV the other day.Â What a shock that was.
There is now a huge space devoted to electronic gadgets: iPads, PlayStations, iPods, etc. and naturally rafts of expensive accessories for all of them.Â It is all very nicely laid out too – low counters with lots of these toys on display where they can be touched and played with.Â I was slightly impressed, but there was something wrong that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
Then it came to me: isn’t this vast space full of electronic toys where all the music used to be?Â Â Where is all the music?
There is still the few racks of three-for-a-tenner bargains at the front, along with the current chart, but for anything even slightly obscure or for back catalogue there are a few measly racks at the back.Â It has almost got to the point where I have more titles on CD at home than HMV have in their shop.
This would not be too bad were it not for the fact that HMV was just about the last chain selling music in any quantity that even pretended to go much beyond the charts and popular ‘greatest hits’ bargains and having seen Our Price fold, WH Smith give up and most independents get forced out of business there really is no other option than Amazon left, which is OK but deprives us of the pleasure of browsing.
HMV might as well just call themselves a DVD shop now.Â I can’t even get angry about it since I know that I am as much to blame for this as anybody, and my own purchasing habits have contributed to the demise of the business.