I visited my new favourite cafe in Auckland a few days ago. Tasty coffee and great ambiance. Moreover it has a funky, retro-type decor and plays my kind of music on its record player. 'Have you got Johnny Cash,' I asked. The barista looked a little startled. 'Eh?' I repeated myself and still a blank. A little frustrated, I said again, more insistently. 'Cash, cash, have you any?' He furtively looked at the cash register. I suddenly realised where the conversation was going. 'No, no. I'd like some Johnny Cash music please.' Give me a break.