The following is a great piece by Bob Lefsetz... 1 My favorite record store was Granny 'N Grammy. Every Friday afternoon, after Evidence, I would drive my car to Westwood and prowl the streets looking for a parking space. Even though Westwood in the seventies was the Third Street Promenade, CityWalk and Hollywood & Highland COMBINED, I could always find a spot. This was when you could still drive to the Valley on a whim, before gridlock had you pondering whether to even leave your home. I'd put a quarter in the meter and then stride up Gayley to the dark hole in the wall aside the fading supermarket, right up the street from the sporting goods store. My first stop was the new release bin. I'd comb through a hundred or so albums catching up, removing what I needed to buy. And then I'd slide down the right-hand side of the store to the promos. This is where I bought my copy of Karla Bonoff's debut. And Alan Parsons'. For $1.99 at first, and eventually ...