"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’m pretty sure fish ain’t riding bicycles at this point… these mixtapes are not too hot and i’m just hoping mikey still rocks if they ever drop some real inglish on us. their spots with hey champ and the bloody beetroots have been the only notable tracks i’ve heard since the bake sale.
Comment by is it or isn't it? — January 12, 2010 @ 4:53 pm