I have a dayjob as a magazine editor, which is quaint, I know. It's like being a beekeeper or a radio DJ or something, and I just hope I can get some kind of retraining (underwater welding?) before all the magazines close down.
Traditionally, magazines have made their money in two basic ways--sales (newsstand or subscription) or advertising. But now comes a letter (snail mail!) from Paste, a magazine of fairly mainstream music and pop culture, asking for donations. It's the "Campaign to Save Paste." In the last few months they've discontinued their monthly CD inserts (just as well), and they've dropped to 72 pages (with the dreaded saddle-stitch staples), and they've gone bimonthly (although they deny that they have), and they're still running at a loss. So they would just like someone to send them some money. Hey, it can't hurt to ask.
At a time when those kids in Williamsburg are making news because their parents won't bankroll their co-ops any more, it seems unlikely that anyone is going to be emptying the piggybank to support the vital cause of alt-music reviews. (Although the original W-burg story was in the New York Times, so possibly does not qualify as "news" per se, or even as "true.") Besides, we need you to start saving now for the next WFMU fund-raising Marathon, just 9 months away. Someone's gotta play those CDs that no one's gonna review.
Thanks for reading my second blogpost this week, and may God bless.