#fr.bio

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s CHANDLER LINWOOD and HE is an around 21-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 2 YEARS. I think they are a STUDENT/MUSIC PHOTOGRAPHER and I overheard them listening to DEAD WEIGHT by PVRIS, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of ALEX FITZALAN and GROCERY LISTS, CIGARETTES AND VODKA. (ooc info: lyn, she/her, EST, old af / late 20s)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here? 

“Uh…No. I’ve been coming here for awhile.” Chandler pulled a face, then shrugged.

Where are you from? 

“Minnesota, actually. Twin Cities area. But I moved here a few years ago. I used to live in Greenwich Village, but I moved here a couple years ago.”

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it. 

“My star sign? My friend - back in Minnesota, she’s really into that kind of thing.” Chandler smiled. She was more than a friend, she was his closest family in many ways. “I don’t know much about that shit, but she says I’m an ‘aquarius to the T’….I think that’s a good thing?"

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately? 

Chandler’s expression faltered for a second at the question, as he thought back to his last relationship. The smirk was back on his face as quickly as it had disappeared. "That’s kinda none of your business."

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

"No offense, but that’s the fucking stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” That sounded a lot harsher when he heard his own words out loud, but he didn’t try to walk his comment back. “I’m not really superstitious, no.”

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song. 

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s HARLEY HUA and HE is an around 22-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 3 MONTHS. I think they are a BARTENDER/ARTIST and I overheard them listening to DOWN by ANDREW BELLE, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of CHELLA MAN and PRINTED BUTTON DOWN SHIRTS, COFFEE AND GRAPHITE PENCILS. (ooc info: lyn, she/her, EST, old af / late 20s)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here? 

“No! I’ve been coming here for a few months now, but I don’t think I’ve seen you before. I’m Harley.” He smiled, happy to meet someone new.

Where are you from?

“New York. Grew up in Manhattan, but I moved here after I finished art school.”

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it. 

“Gemini. My birthday was just a few weeks ago!” He took a sip of his coffee, then looked back at the stranger. “What’s yours?”

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately? 

“Not really, no.” He shrugged. Sure, the situation with his family wasn’t the best right now, but he didn’t have any regrets and he knew they’d come around eventually. They always did.

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions? 

“There’s a bell on the door?” He looked back, noticing it for the first time, and quickly turned back around to talk to his conversation partner. He missed part of what the other man said, and was suddenly a little confused about why they were discussing angels. But before he had time to ask, he was finding another question aimed at him. “My dad always taught me that you can’t cut birthday cake down to the bottom, because if you do then nobody will marry you. And I try not to walk under ladders, but who doesn’t?”

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song. 

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s ESTRELLA MONTERO and SHE is an around 27-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 14 YEARS. I think they are a FILM DIRECTOR and I overheard them listening to WILDFLOWERS by TOM PETTY, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of ANA DE ARMAS and BLONDE HAIR FLYING BY AS SHE RIDES ON HER BIKE, WATERCOLOR PAINTINGS, DANCING IN THE KITCHEN, & ICED COFFEE WITH EXTRA ICE. (ooc info: mel, she/her, mst, 23)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here?

Come on, I’m insulted, after all of these years?

Where are you from?

I’m from Santa Cruz del Norte, it’s a town in Cuba.

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it.

I’m surprised you haven’t guessed it yet with how long we’ve known each other. I’m a Leo. I know there’s more, a whole birth chart or something, but I’m a busy girl. I’ve never figured that out.

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately?

No one breaks my heart, dude. I guess I understand why you wouldn’t know that since we aren’t best friends or anything but I hope that I project that essence.

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

Oh, loads. Namely, not putting my purse on the floor or else I’ll lose money and never take seashells from the sea, that’s super bad luck.

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song.

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s REY JACOB and SHE is an around 25-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 2 YEARS. I think they are a(n) EMBALMER/FUNERAL DIRECTOR and I overheard them listening to WE DON’T EAT by JAMES VINCENT MCMORROW, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of TANAYA BEATTY and CARRYING IPAD & PEN EVERYWHERE, LATE NIGHTS DRINKING COFFEE, & A COLLECTION OF UNOPENED LETTERS SITTING IN A DRAWER. (ooc info: mel, she/her, mst, 23)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here?

Oh, hello. Yes, it is my first time here. Is it that obvious?

Where are you from?

I’m from Vancouver.

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it.

I’m a Scorpio. I don’t really know anything about zodiac signs but I don’t think it’s a very popular one. Is yours a popular one?

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately?

I guess you could say that someone’s broken my heart. Which is how I ended up here in the first place. Well, not here as in, this specific place but it’s why I left home. You’re not asking for my whole life story, though, sorry.

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

I don’t think superstitions are weird, they’re what bind us to people who came before us or to people that we’re surrounded by now. I don’t have any that I specifically follow, though, I guess maybe that’s why I ended up here as well. Should be more careful.

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song.

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s MORTICIA GARRETT and SHE is an around 26-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 26 YEARS. I think they are a WAITRESS and I overheard them listening to WORK IN PROGRESS by TA-KU, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of BANITA SANDHU and ECHOING FOOTSTEPS, WASTING YOUR YOUTH, BUTTERFLY WINGS, AND SCREAMING UNDERWATER. (ooc info: garnet, she/her, est, 22)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here?

“Why? Do I look familiar?”

Where are you from?

“The lab in your dad’s basement.”

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it.

“I’m a Taurus. Funny, I’m one hundred percent full of bull. But, like, not right now. I’d never lie about that to one of those people.”

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately?

“You guys took that copy of Justin Bieber’s new album out of the front window. Thanks for all the emo poems I’m gonna write after this.”

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

“You’re talking to someone who owns a black cat. Maybe I’m a witch who can’t be killed by some dumb superstition.”

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song. 

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s JULIETTE ASHFORD and SHE is an around 22-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 3 MONTHS. I think they are a STUDENT/WAITRESS AT ROSE DINER and I overheard them listening to CRUEL by ELLIOT LEE, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of MADELYN CLINE and SMEARED MAKEUP, TENNIS SKIRTS WITH THIGH HIGH SOCKS, DIRT HIDDEN UNDER MANICURED NAILS, and, BEING FORCED TO GROW UP. (ooc info: peyton, they/them, est, 22)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here?

“Yes, it is. I don’t try to hang out at seedy record stores with pushy, overbearing staff if you can believe it. Sorry— that was rude. It’s something I’m working on.”

Where are you from?

“Manhattan. Upper East Side. I was born and raised there. Now I’m living it up in Brooklyn.” Her tone is dry, sarcastic, as she knew she felt out of place in Crown Heights. “Woo.”

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it.

“You know I hate it when people say ‘not to be one of those people’ then they go on to be that person. It’s like, why say the disclaimer? You’re already aware you’re about to say something that will irritate someone. You’re wasting time and syllables.” She rolls her eyes. “I was born early September. I think that makes me a Virgo.”

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately?

“Does being weirdly personal with strangers work? I draw the line at sharing sob stories. That’s what going to therapy is for.”

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

“No because I’m not a child and I know Santa isn’t real.” A sigh. “It just seems silly, doesn’t it? You can’t prove something bad will happen if you break a mirror or a black cat walks by you. The universe is random.”

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song.

◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s NORA MEDINA and SHE/HER is an around 25-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for FOUR YEARS. I think they are a FOOD COLUMN WRITER and I overheard them listening to NOW I’M IN IT by HAIM and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of MONICA BARBARO and FLOUR DUSTED JEANS, CAN’T EAT WITHOUT TAKING A PICTURE FOR THE GRAM, MUSIC ALWAYS DRIFTING OUT FROM THE KITCHEN WINDOW. (ooc info: summer, she/her, est, 25)

Welcome to Fidelity Records! Is it your first time here?

Nora shook her head quickly with a small smile. “Nope! I usually end up coming in here once a month. I developed an unhealthy relationship with my record collection when I moved around the corner a couple of years ago.” They were running out of room for her ever growing stack of records that spilled over from time to time, it  drove her roommate crazy.

Where are you from?

Nora huffed a heavy sigh, she couldn’t help it. It had become an immediate defensive reflex that became triggered whenever she was asked about her hometown. “North Jersey, and please don’t start in on shit about the Jersey Shore.”  She couldn’t fight the need to roll her eyes either. “I promise you I’ve heard every mocking joke there is about my home state. Whatever you say isn’t going to be original or the slightest bit funny, trust me.” Jersey really wasn’t that bad, now that she didn’t actually live there, but  it was hard to argue that with a New Yorker.

Cool, cool. Okay, so, not to be one of those people, but what’s your star-sign? Or zodiac sign, whatever you want to call it.

She shrugged noncommittally. “Pretty sure my roommate told me I’m a Sagittarius. Honestly I don’t pay much attention to that kind of stuff.” Any information she had been told  about her star sign had gone in one ear and out the other.  Nora just had too much other information bouncing around in her brain, which then led most people to say to her, ‘You’re such  a Sagittarius’.

Fair enough. I’m a Pisces and, like, we’re known for getting our heartbroken. Anyone or anything break your heart lately?

Nora made a face.  “Honestly, I wish. Who has time to date nowadays? Definitely not me.” She tried to laugh it off, but the words kept spilling out of her, “God I don’t think I’ve dated anyone seriously since sophomore year of college, if you can call that serious that is.”

Sorry to hear it. Well, we’re here for you. That’s why we have a bell over the door. Heard it helps with broken hearts because angels get their wings or some shit. I dunno. You got any weird superstitions?

The  strange question caused her to pause. Nora almost said no out of instinct, but then she recalled one thing she always did without fail.  “Spilled salt always gets thrown over my left shoulder. Force of habit, my mother ingrained it in me. There is salt all over my kitchen,” A small burst of laughter escaped before she continued, “It’s a mess. Thanks, mom.“

Thanks for humoring a complete stranger, my dude. You get a discount on whatever you buy if you tell me your favorite song.