Their is a virtual land of the lost, a waste land of souls and dreams in a dismal land called Fairfax. Sorry that's not really a fair description of Vienna Fairfax, however after spending 2 hours in a car and not finding the old record rats nest I was looking forward to visiting I was a little bummed.
Before I get into how this adventure got turned around, lets get into the facts that vinyl caches are disappearing all over the place. Music stores are being evaporated off the American landscape, littering the horizon with untangle mp3 files and homogenized box music and more stores.
The record store I was going to visit was a small cramped store front in a strip mall. I think it was called the music exchange
