Seen walking to work from the Montrose Avenue bridge over the Chicago River: A juvenile Cooper’s hawk gracelessly plummeting toward a hapless bunny on the riverbank—think nervous teen trying to parallel park during driver’s ed—and missing badly. Spent the next several befuddled minutes flitting about trying to spook the bunny out of its burrow to no avail. Life and death drama AND comedy on my way to the office to figure out how to keep selling records. Draw your own analogies about indie labels surviving in a world of mega-corporations.
—Rob Miller, co-owner/co-founder, Bloodshot Records (Music 45)
