Fye

Still wondering, what does FYE stand for?
Want to accomplish something? Focus Your Energy.
Want to feel refreshed? Fill Your Enema-​bag.
Want to know how to do it for hours? Find Your Expert. (raises hand)
This FYE also is overpriced, but then they all are. It’s one of very few music stores that has actually survived all these years. Probably because it’s in the middle of a shopping mall, and malls themselves are relics of the 1980s, when Michael Jackson and Prince battled it out to see who could be the best dancer (MJ), the weirdest (MJ), the sluttiest (Prince), the shortest (Prince), and make the worst music (um… neither of them… I’ll give that award to Cliff Richard instead).
All the Media Plays and Tower Records and HMVs are long gone gone, but I can still remember the old days by going inside the Eastern Hills and Galleria and Boulevard Mall and checking out FYE. I haven’t been in awhile, so it’s time to go again. Due to the high prices I can’t give them more than a 3, but whenever I’m in these malls, I’m drawn to these stores, and I enjoy looking through all the awesome collections of my favourite artists, actors, actresses, directors, DJs, you name it. I had amazing collections of everything before the mouse in my closet shat all over them and several of my exs destroyed them. Susie’s sister… Nina… Heather… I’m talking to you guys. Girls. You know what I mean. Heather was such a hottie though. Swoon.
TMI? Well FYI, IDC. Miss you, FYE.