After reading what I consider Cam Carpenter‘s best column ever this past week (if you missed it, read it here), I could not help but look back over my years in the business. The big difference between Cam and myself is that I spent all of my years on the bottomside, i.e. retail, and started those years looking longingly at the labels, hoping to score that most wonderful and elusive job in A&R (Artists & Repertoire— the people who spend ungodly amounts of time listening to live tapes and demos and sucking in smoke in scuzzy bars looking for that next big thing in music). Cam did that.
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Frank Gutch Jr: MB Is For Music Biz
Posted in Opinion with tags Amelia Jay, Bill Brown, Bill Follett, Bill Graham, Charlie Brown, Dala, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., gigi shibawbaw, Greg Laswell, Gruppo Sportivo, hem, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Lisbee Stainton, music, Nick Holmes, Phonogram, RCA Records, Records, Steve Franken, Zoe Muth on October 15, 2013 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: 50 Albums Which Impacted My Life— Scratch That. Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags 10cc, Brian Cullman, colosseum, Cowboy, DBAWIS, dixie bee-liners, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., gabrielle, gigi shibawbaw, glass harp, grass roots, Gypsy, hymn for her, Indie Artists, Indie Music, jess Pillmore, jimmy martin, Lisa Parade, maggi pierce & ej, music, Nick Holmes, No Small Children, paul revere, Records, Steve Young, the f ree spirits, Tom House, van der graaf generator, Victory At Sea on July 16, 2013 by segarini
My original plan was to list fifty albums which totally bowled me over and, in a way, took me in directions I never would have gone— until drummer/writer Bobby Gottesman derailed that idea for what will inevitably be another romp through who knows what to an end which could as easily be a train wreck as a party. Gottesman published a short piece about the old farts in music these days and the blanket idolatry they are afforded in spite of arthritic hands and the need to step behind the stack of amps to hit the oxygen mask, not to mention the voices which on the whole are maybe one-tenth the strength and accuracy of what they were in their prime.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 