I equate the Apliu Street, to my mind, with vinyl records. It is telling a lost story.Stereoscopic sound is not the sole accentuated or italicised quality of vinyls.
Occasionally, you can sense that slight mildewy scent
when you take it out from the old cover.
You can catch some crackling noises fitfully, too.
All these, verily, are gratifying.
Because it just doesn’t feel so genuine and concrete
if it is flawless.
Yes, I am talking about old vinyl records.
I have no idea why,
that most of the time when I went to Hong Kong,
I ended up dawdling through the Apliu street.
And I would be rummaging for vinyls in the record stores.
No unused records,
just the pre-owned ones.
Diachronically, I equate the Apliu Street, to my mind, with vinyl records.
Unlike the market in Temple Street,
they are selling used antiques in the Apliu Street.
I believe there are untold tales behind each of the merchandise here.
They are mostly electronic products,
such as audio equipment, camcorders, cameras, old DVDs and toys, etc.
Of course, you can find records there in those old boxes,
You have to do some actual scavenging to unearth the hoards,
not to forget to scrutinise their conditions.
The Apliu street is not a spot exclusively for second-hand goods,
it is a good place to visit if you are looking for brand new electronic components, too.
Speaking of vinyl records,
A famous legend lives here.
Everyone says he is the adoptive father of vinyl records,
as he curates unwanted records from others.
I would say he is the godfather of vinyl records.
His name is Paul.
In his compact shop upstairs,
you would be expected to see vinyl records densely packed everywhere.
Also, you can see Paul’s slender figure swiftly walking on the boxes filled with records!
In case you are seeking for a record which you happen to forget its name or even the singer’s name, what you have to do is just hum that song if you could barely remember the melody,
Paul can figure it out and magically give you the record you want.
So I cannot think of any title other than godfather to describe him.
He can recognise me sometimes.
When I go there I will point at a locked chest,
telling him I only want to look at that collection.
Of course, there is something special inside.
You have to go there by yourself to explore.
I don’t come here for solely vinyl records.
Occasionally I would go back empty-handed.
The dense buildings,
layers of signs,
those external air conditioners hanging outside those old buildings,
I’ve always been fascinated by all of these, indeed.
I believe that scene only exists in Hong Kong.
Every time you will be able to suss out something new as you roll in the streets.
The Apliu Street is truly an absorbing location to visit.
If you’re looking for some lost chronicles,
or you want to feel some marketplace emanations,
this is the quintessential place, for sure.
There are traces and marks of age on every single piece of artefacts displayed there.
Perhaps I am not only looking for vinlys,
but the forgotten sounds,
Sounds that lingered between those years.
Victor Tai | Freedom is a Right
- CameraNikon FM2 / ILFORD 100
Nikon AF600 / Ferrania Solaris ISO 400
- LocationApliu Street, Hong Kong
- Other Language繁体中文