Rocking The Conference Room
She Wants Revenge stopped by the office today. Their record sounds like rejected demos Interpol threw together during experiments into goth territory. It is the photo-negative version of Ringside’s self-titled record, in that the two have similar forms, only where Ringside is light, She Wants Revenge is dark. It comes out on Tuesday.
It’s always strange when an artist visits our office. They’re usually there to plug an album or make themselves known to the people selling their records, but the employees who come to these things are mostly there for the snacks.
Occasionally, but not often, we’ll get an act like Nickel Creek that’s talented and well known enough to make everyone forget how absurd it is to play a show in a generic conference room in the middle of the day. More often than not, though, an unknown artist strums and sings to an audience who, if the artist is lucky, will stop mowing down their sandwiches long enough to clap politely once the playing stops.
She Wants Revenge didn’t even play for us, though. They just played their new video and talked for a bit about how they met and how weird success is. What’s especially impressive is that they were humble and charming enough to make me reevaluate my opinion of their music, which is no easy feat.
The Killers stopped by a few months after Hot Fuss came out to meet us, thank us for selling their record and eat some pizza. Most likely, their label tricked them into attending (or visiting Sacramento at all), so the event amounted to little more than sixty minutes of uncomfortable shyness and awkward silence with some marginally famous people. Good times.
Whenever anyone visits, though, I always wonder what they think of this sort of thing. I imagine they look at it as part of their job, but that doesn’t make the whole affair any less humiliating. Then I think about all the humiliating things I’ve done for work over the years and how they won’t be heading back to a cubicle after their performance and suddenly I think they don’t have it so bad.
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