Work has been rather busy since the last. . . well, since I can remember. Still, I’ve somehow found time in the wee hours to moonlight. Interestingly it’s at one of my old places of employ, the storied Pure Pop Records in Burlington, Vermont. Don’t worry, I’m not back behind the counter sneering at customers. I’ve been doing a series of music biz posts called “Welcome to the Terrordome” at the PP website.
We don’t usually take tours of the sausage factory here at The Contrarian, partly because I get my fill of music industry mania at my day job. But I figured these news roundups — complete with color commentary — might be interesting to a few of you.
I’ve posted two entries so far:
You might as well bookmark the site and/or add it to your RSS reader, ’cause there’s a lot of other great content, too. The best indie record stores have, um, personality, and Pure Pop is no exception. Someday I’ll make it back to Burlington and give the staff noogies.
As you were.