wentdog
wentdog:

thecorcorangroup:

Once a mainstay of the Tin Pan Alley music scene, Colony is now the last  man standing, and it shows. The creaky drawers and scarred slide-top  cases of CDs; rows of faded, autographed celebrity head-shots; and bins  of retro concert posters are all hallmarks of a business that still has  one foot squarely in the past. Just like back then, the mainstay of the  store is sheet music; scores and fake books take up the majority of the  space, covering everything from Broadway shows to be-bop. There are also  racks of showtune/soundtrack CDs, contemporary rock and reggae albums,  and boxed-sets of classic vocalists like Bing Crosby and Sinatra. If you  can’t find what you’re looking for among the substantial inventory,  take heart—the motto of the “musicologist” staff is, “You hum the tune,  we tell you the title.” (text via NYMag)




I could probably live in this place. My kind of joint. 

wentdog:

thecorcorangroup:

Once a mainstay of the Tin Pan Alley music scene, Colony is now the last man standing, and it shows. The creaky drawers and scarred slide-top cases of CDs; rows of faded, autographed celebrity head-shots; and bins of retro concert posters are all hallmarks of a business that still has one foot squarely in the past. Just like back then, the mainstay of the store is sheet music; scores and fake books take up the majority of the space, covering everything from Broadway shows to be-bop. There are also racks of showtune/soundtrack CDs, contemporary rock and reggae albums, and boxed-sets of classic vocalists like Bing Crosby and Sinatra. If you can’t find what you’re looking for among the substantial inventory, take heart—the motto of the “musicologist” staff is, “You hum the tune, we tell you the title.” (text via NYMag)

I could probably live in this place. My kind of joint.