For a second there, I almost deleted the comment and reported it as spam. Usually, when someone comments on a really old post, that’s what it is.
But I hesitated, and followed the link provided, and was happy to find that finally, an authoritative source had confirmed the validity of my important discovery of the actual site of the fictional Championship Vinyl.
You have to read High Fidelity to fully understand the importance of my discovery. Watching the movie is OK, but since it transports the shop to Chicago, no serious Hornbyologist would give it the time of day as a source of valid information.
I’m the one who crossed the ocean, left my wife asleep at our hotel in Swiss Cottage, crossed London in the Underground and searched the vast reaches of Islington alone, without a guide beyond the cryptic words of the novel itself, and found the hallowed spot.
And no one has fully recognized me until now, as DellaMirandola writes:
Thank you for this important discovery. I’ve just written about it here:http://thehornseyroad.blogspot.com/2011/11/championship-vinyl.html
Yes, there’s a bit of tail-chasing solipsism or some other fancy word going on here, in that the site in question is citing me as the source of truth without reference to the external world, and I’m citing him in return as the confirmation, but let’s leave that to the nitpickers. The bottom line is, what could be more expert on the validity of a find on the Hornsey Road than a website called The Hornsey Road? I ask you…
And that worthy author could hardly have been more definite:
In High Fidelity, Rob Fleming’s record shop is just off the Seven Sisters RoadThis proves conclusively that it’s on the southern stretch of the Hornsey Road.
I am covered in glory. I don’t even care if there’s any money attached.
So now, I have another thing to be thankful for today.
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