A couple of weeks ago we were having dinner on a Saturday night in Bourke Street.
Something was wrong, and we remarked as such: it was about 7pm and Gaslight Music wasn’t open.
For years, Gaslight has been a haven in the eastern end of the city, particularly when waiting to meet someone on a cold winter’s night. It was always open late. But on this night it wasn’t.
Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it turns out Gaslight is no more.
I suggest as a mark of respect, we all reach for our music collections, find that rare, out-of-print or otherwise hard-to-find CD/LP that you found that time in Gaslight, and give it a spin.