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Rough Trade Wants Your Demo [and another slice of cake]

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Happy Birthday, RT. Hope you got my spoken-word cover of Koyanisquaatsi


Rough Trade, London label and champion to hipsters all over the world, is celebrating its 30th birthday. And the only present they want is your demo. All you need to do is attend one (or all) of their five birthday parties. They'll have a deposit box outside the door, and you simply slide in your demo. That is if you can fit it inside the slot; no doubt the thing will be stuffed tighter than Beyonce's underwire.


However, like me, most of you won't be able to make the trip. Or maybe you just don't want to waste the plastic and paper that goes into a demo CD or tape--because green is the new black, if you haven't been paying attention. Never fear, the ever-thoughtful chaps from the motherland have you covered. You can either email your demo to A&R guy paul.jones@roughtraderecords.com, or snail-mail it to their London addy:

Rough Trade Records

66 Golborne Road

London, W10 5PS


So you really have no excuse to keep adjusting the levels in Garage Band. Send it, for God's sake! (I'm looking at you, Dicky Jaguar)

Comments

Anonymous said…
yea...we might need to move to england to get some shows.

dicky and dave got in a fistfight with the dudes who book most of clubs in denver. I personally think thats awesome. And according to witnesses dave screamed at the greaser male mob " You know how much ambition my band has? NONE! " then spit some blood on the sidewalk.

Upon hearing this i immediately wrote a rocking song called " ambition"

I never thought having a big loud rock band would be so much fun. Thank god for drunk greaser tatooed dudes....a little fistfight just made us more street legit.

If we went to england dicky and jarvis cocker would get stoned and giggle all day long at long lines of pouting hipsters burning cds full of bleeps and pitch corrections.

DZ
26 November, 2008
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