The city where live does not have any music stores. This makes perfect sense, since we are located so close to Helsinki and to Finlandâs second and fourth largest cities.
I am currently on a mission to improve my strumming and playing with a pick. So I needed more picks to experiment with. Purposefully I did not visit the large chain music store where I had bought my Godin, but visited a very small music store in a neighbouring town.
The music store in our neighbouring town is a very small independent store that has existed for a long time. I went there with the idea that I want to support the owner - and if I would receive excellent service, I would ask them to order a guitar for me, should I ever want a new one (I can always test a certain model in the large chain music store before that).
The buying experience I had there was sad and depressing somehow. Yesterday was a grey, gloomy and rainy day. When I arrived at the store, it looked as if they hadnât even turned on the light. Hadnât the door been slightly ajar, I would have headed back home immediately. When I went inside, there was no one to be seen. On my left was the service desk, on my right a glass closet (probably locked) with three or four acoustic guitars, one strat and one hollow or semi-hollow.
Then someone came out from the back room and did not greet me. I smiled and said âAs much as I would want I canât buy a guitar, as I have to save money for other expenses at the momentâ. No reaction whatsoever. So I asked the guy whether they have guitar picks. He turned around and put a box with various Tortex picks on the service desk. Still no word. I looked at the Tortex and said, unfortunately I donât like them much, they feel a bit to slippery, do you have other picks as well. He turned around again and offered me a box with cat tongue picks. I took one of them into my hand and said âthatâs just what I meant, Iâll take three of eachâ. Finally he mumbled something in reply.
In the end, I found myself buying the picks and a cheap chromatic tuner out of pity. I explicitly had to ask for a bag, otherwise I would not even have received that.
I really donât know whether I will visit this music store again. It was such a sad place that seemed to have fallen out of time. I had gone there with so many good intentions, but given that the store is so small, I had also expected exceptionally good service.
These are just my experiences, but I guess many of you must have stories about visits to music stores?