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Under Assistant West Coast A&R Man

During the course of my informal research into the history of LA punk, I've heard a lot of unfortunate stories about bands that never got signed to a record deal and disappeared without a trace. One of the things that punk was supposed to accomplish was freeing these smaller bands from the tyranny of major labels; a crusade that achieved a few notable successes, but largely failed to live up to the hype.

If you're in a band and thinking that signing with a major label is going to make you rich, I'd strongly suggest reading some of these articles from the June 1994 issue of MAXIMUMROCKANDROLL. Steve Albini's The Problem With Music and Lee Diamond's By the Power of Satan will be of particular interest to aspiring rock stars.

I've always felt that the music biz was a pit of greased weasels, but after reading these essays, I think that's being unfair to the weasels.

Thanks to rone (AKA: the King of Power Pop)

Comments

When you are talking about 'psychic sensitives' - they train themselves - or are naturally gifted to send and receive messages. This innate gift is based on their DNA opening at an early age.

I pulled this from you Telepathy link. Any chance in a later post you might be able to explain what happens when your DNA opens?

I think you need to put that bottle of Goslings down and take a nap.

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I love that song and it's one riff...

Eddie - only Jagger could make the words "seersucker suit" sound like a filthy sex act.

Hey, that's Ian Fleming telling you to "Shut and dance"!

What no interest iin the hayabusa powered bubblecar? I thought youd be all over that one?

Sean - I think we better do as he says!

Fritz - Yeah, it's nice, but after the interior designer gets done with our house, I'll be lucky to have two pennies to rub together, let alone 14K for a bubblecar.

"Theer Thucker Thuit"...hey you're right!
Now I love that song even more...