hey guys, 1992 called. It wants its humblebrag disguised as a human interest story back.

That's not why you're called Ol' Garbage Drawers and you know it.

Too bad Sub Pop shuns the local music community. A far cry from the early 90's. If you ain't from outta state, good luck getting their attention.

Hold up 8 am is early cmon

@3 Good one, KibJones. It sounds like you're the kind of person inspired to start a local record label!

This is fantastic.

Sub Pop is still a thing?

Hodor.

Way to go Nipper...er, I mean Derek. You are the Nipper of Sub Pop!

Wow, how things change. I visited Sub Pop once in my life, in late '91 I believe, at the top of the building at Virginia. I was working with one of their vendors who used to manufacture their CDs. Caroline Records had taken over their distribution and they no longer needed us, had finally paid our bill, so I was there to drop off the original artwork for Mudhoney, Soundgarden, and various other now famous projects. I was sorely tempted to "lose" this stuff, knowing what it might be worth one day, but I have always been an honest person and just couldn't do it. In the office, Kim Warnick of The Fastbacks was on the phone at the reception desk the entire time, working her ass off. The rest of the front office was littered with tattooed and pierced teenage interns, smoking cigarettes and hanging about, doing essentially nothing. I was directed to the back office where Bruce Pavitt was on the phone, surrounded by giant piles of paperwork and envelopes stuffed with demos and other schwag. I saw a rack of Sub Pop Ts for sale, and picked the obligatory "Loser" shirt off the rack. I'd always wanted one, and it was only $10. Bruce put the call on hold, I explained what I had in my hand. He looked at the envelope for a few seconds while deciding what he was going to do with it. Then, in a move reminiscent of the final scene in the first installment of "Raiders of The Lost Ark," he looked over his shoulder and tossed the whole thing on a giant pile of other giant envelopes with other massive stuff in them. But I did the right thing, and I will always feel good about that. I handed the $10 bill to Bruce while holding up the shirt I was buying. He glanced up, said "Oh, OK, uuhmm, thanks," took the bill, and stuffed it in his pocket. He probably needed it for dinner.

First commenter, this was a straight brag story. Derek Erdman has never pretended to be humble for one fraction of a second. It's part of his charm.

i for one am stoked as i am quite sure we will see some sub pop rarities show up on discogs soon. thanks in advance!

Thanks Derek, that was a fun read.

Derek's story was O.K., but @13's was better.

@9 To show/instruct a person on how to perform a task has always been known as "training".

Welcome to the English language.

Both this story and @13 rule my pants.

Derek: I saw Aaron Stauffer from Seaweed at the Sub Pop Jubilee. I let him know how "very concerned" the guy is. He laughed mightily.

OMG, I have been a receptionist for a company in Northgate for the past 11 years, and I START WORK at 8am.
That might be the only reason I would want to trade. ;)

Holy shit, sometimes I have to be at work at 6AM! I'm fucking up my life!