Record Fayre
There's still breath left in the music industry's flailing corpse, if this record empire is anything to go by. Enter and say hello to racks and racks of used LPs, CDs, tapes and DVDs – you can almost smell the good old days emanating from their dusty sleeves. A looming Pulp Fiction poster adorns the wall, and has probably lived there since 1994. There's also an adjoining room with t-shirts, and miscellaneous stuff like lighters and pipes. Don't come here if you suffer from seasonal-affective-disorder, as the walls are painted morbidly black - Itchy reckons it's all part of the charm.


