Kai L.
Yelp
There's an old saying that goes something like, "You can judge whether or not a city's downtown is worth an afternoon spent there, based on the quality of its bookstores."
And by "old saying," I mean I just pulled it out of my ass. But even if it actually were an old pearl of wisdom instead of an awkward segue into a Yelp review, The Battery Books & Music is a very loud and beautiful voice in a downtown South Pasadena that is charming, quiet, quaint, and everything that a bigger city ain't: a haven for small businesses, mom and pop shops that range from cupcakes to patisseries to steak, bathtubs, sushi, yoga, and all the brews you could ever want or use, of the coffee and alcohol and aromatherapy variety.
And books.
The Battery is the embodiment of the small, corner bookstore that you remember from when you were a little kid and bookstores were still a thing, or from whatever past you had before Kindles and Ipads and Kanye West's Twitter hijacked the printed word for everything except your $200 college biology textbook (with a CD supplement you will never use).
Books, books, and more books! The Battery has them. Some new, but mostly used and dog-eared and highlighted and footnoted with some lady's writing from 1970, or some kid's signature where it says "This book belongs to __________," but you know he's like fifty years old now. The Battery has all those time capsules form people who might have never even known their little "Bill loves Jenny" on page 54 became interesting sixty years later.
And CDs, cassettes, and LPs, too.
An old Columbia House Alice in Chains CD from 1994? Gimme. A full-length, 45 LP of Mandarin Chinese for Beginners from just after World War 2? Throw it in the bag. A wrinkled motel map of colonial Williamsburg, Pennsylvania from the 60s? I might find that useful sometime, you never know, especially if we master time travel and I'm bored with my hoverboard in California and want to try it on the East Coast.
The books are fine even without the little touches of humanity that show they've been loved already once, long or not too long ago, and haven't given up on being loved again. They're loved already, by the shelves and eaves and setees and employees seen and hidden in ever nook and cranny--and by me, too, and maybe you.
You might stumble across a biography of Josef Stalin, or some old Korean guy's kitchen diary from the 1980s. Tanks of the Third Reich? Sure. Witchcraft for Dummies? You'll find lots of stuff like that. Maybe a one-off volume from a series of hardcover case journals from an attorney's office out of the 1920s, too, why not? Here, every day is Christmas and Hanukkah and your birthday and a really strong orgasm and a one in a million find that makes you feel lucky and sneaky all at once.
It's always a treasure hunt at The Battery, and there are chairs inviting you to stay a while, unlike the few remaining chain bookstores that skimp on seats to remind you they aren't a lending library. The employees at The Battery don't seem to mind if you hang out there all day, or even eat a big sandwich while you read in the store. You'll definitely want to buy something at The Battery, anyway, and your $5 will go very far.
Sometimes there's live music, believe it or not, even though the shop is smaller than the average Pinkberry.
Rock out like a sardine, bruh.
The Battery is the shiznit, immune to changing times, and will keep going, and going, and going, because hardcore readers are its bunnies.
(Imean energizers).
Whatever.