Many of today’s twenty, thirty and even fortysomethings were raised on a diet of Master Systems, MegaDrives, Super Nintendos and Gameboys. I count myself among those ranks. Alex Kidd, Sonic & his sidekick Tails and the ever popular Mario with his magic mushroom fetish were an all too common feature of my teenage and college years.
So, for all intents and purposes, my formative years were mostly spent playing games. Worked wonders for my hand eye co-ordination.
So, it was with great joy, that I happened upon the fabulous R.A.G.E. store on Fade Street.
As I wandered in, my eyes lit up as I saw row upon row of long forgotten classic titles such as Road Rash and Micro Machines. And not just games, you can also buy the consoles themselves, with a couple of games thrown in for good measure.
And if gaming’s not your thing, they’ve also got a section devoted to vinyl. Did I say section? I meant of course, floor. That’s right, the entire basement has been converted into a vinyl lover’s Valhalla, aka The Record Stop. In here you can fulfil your electric dreams, wallow in funk heaven or get your rare groove on, it’s all gravy.