WE ARE ARCHIVISTS

Ordering flash drives with custom logos made me feel like an office manager getting gifts ready for a company picnic. (A little thrill). Loading each one with all my friends music, videos, photos, and art made me feel like my mom piecing a new photo album together. (Big thrill).

These flash drives are meant to act as practical and reliable archives for the music and digital art represented by this label.

I'm thinking about Henry Rollins going to Tehran with terabytes of American music. I'm thinking about entire artist discographies disappearing from online platforms for personal, political, and financial reasons unrelated to the listener. I am imagining someone in Long Beach clearing out a junk drawer in 20 years and finding this bright little cube, connecting it to a new computer, hearing, and having ownership of 6 albums worth of music - completely intact.

Outsider art has a knack for getting lost and destroyed, so we're jamming everything we can into these sturdy boxes and scattering them around, hoping they can be found over and over.

Big love,

MQR

BEGIN MAIN QUEST

I'm standing over a pile of misprinted J-cards in the downtown Office Depot. The print tech is working on my 11th redesign while being yelled at by an old tweaker about the 5x7 headshots she's been waiting on. Rivers and roads I guess. The three of us in this florescent warehouse. The older woman appears in a red dress on the screen across the counter from me, solicitous and serious. All the machines, and me, and her, cared for by a minimum wage corporate employee.

We started this label because we suspect life might be meaningful. And every meager side quest contains proof.

Our ambitions have run wild. For our music, this label, this blog. I dare not strip those fragile dreams with corrosives strong-as-words; but I know at least that this is a truth telling vibe.

More words soon. Please feel free to write us my friends. Love to you all.

MQR