As soon as we were both done with end-of-year exams, Lou and I went up to the top of Cuba St and into Real Groovy for a little gander. We loved some of the record covers, just good and happy vintage designs in bright colours with quirky fonts. But of course there were many horrid what-were-you-thinking designs... Anyway their ceiling is covered in album covers which is pretty nifty. I picked out a few 45s out of their ever-growing section of singles, and listened to them all afternoon on my dad's record player for their last time before I melted them. But now they have new lives as clocks.felt shop here.