a blind date with the night of the internet

I was listening to the Receptionists’ The Last Letter at work today and thinking about how much I loved their small, intimate shows and even smaller, more intimate recordings. How far away that whole time period seems now. I have a lot to say about the Northeast bedroom pop scene of the mid and late 1990s, and perhaps I will someday. For now, please take this trip on the Wayback Machine to what may have been the first indie-band webpage I ever saw. It doesn’t demystify them very much. This is a good thing.

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