"Berkeley Place" has been my blog since 2000, at various sites.
Berkeley Place is also 6 blocks of Brooklyn real estate, emerging from Sackett St. and ending at Banana Hill, a small park that grows a foot each year from accumulated dog poop and dead rats. Though its denizens have gotten wealthier over the decades, Berkeley Place still houses folks of all backgrounds with interests in, well, everything.
I listen to all submissions of entire albums. However, with rare exceptions I will not review material protected by the RIAA--I will do so only when the band is small, top notch, and provides legal links to mp3s. So Sony, BMG, etc., don't start sending me crap. I'm not interested.
I will review only submissions that I can recommend. I'm not here to do negative reviews. Unless you really want one.
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I like family photos I can relate to. Can you find yourself in this picture?
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Yes – I’m always the one taking the picture. You can especially tell here because the flash shows up in the mirror.
Regards, Dave.
Comment by Dave — October 22, 2009 @ 9:24 pm