Friday, November 30, 2012
still-sound 128. Franky's barber shop
Look at the picture that appears at the top of Franky's barber shop blog.* Is it any wonder why I decided to get my hair trimmed there? Although my loyalty to Ian, Burbank's best barber, is ordinarily unshakable, I found myself wandering into Franky's the day before Thanksgiving. My appearance was borderline straggly and Ian was taking a few days off for the holidays. I simply could not wait.
It's an unusal set-up. The shop is a record and used clothing store with a barber's chair in the corner. The speakers reverberated with New Order's album Technique as the record spun next to the cash register. I commented that the New Order concert for the the Technique tour with Public Image Limited and Echo and the Bunnymen sharing the billing was one of my favorite performances ever. Franky saw the same show in Los Angeles. It eventually became clear that Franky had seen every show that I had ever seen (in California, rather than Pennsylvania) plus, approximately 8,000 more. He saw Christian Death play when Rozz Williams was still alive. Something I had only ever dreamed about in my gothic-tinged adolescence.
Franky admitted that the show "wasn't so great". I did not expect this at all. I was equally scared and excited by Christian Death as a teenager. I was almost too frightened to flip through their albums in the record store because of what I might see. I always did though. I figured that to see them live would be the closest thing to entering Hell and watching Satan's own private minstrels. Judging from Franky's reaction, this would not have been the case though.
I was pleased with my haircut. Short back and sides with a side part. I felt civilized again.