My apologies if I was obtuse last month. It seems as if I was unclear when I was talking about the history of our magazine. What I was trying to convey is that it had been five years since we started wrapping this magazine in a nice glossy cover. But that was last month’s anniversary. This month is our big one.
The issue you hold before you is the start of our eighth volume. That means that we’ve survived seven years in a down-trodden economy in a business that people claim daily is dying.
Print is dead? My ass!
I think if nothing else, we’ve proven in the past seven years that while big mainstream publications that are trying to be everything to everyone are, in fact, failing miserably, specific niche publications like The Marquee are being sought after more and more by readers. Niche publications are beginning to be viewed much like the community publications that this nation once relied upon, before those publications were homogenized, monetized and squeezed of all life. It’s a formula that continues to fail, not just in publishing, but other industries as well. There are no profits when a product has no life.
I may be archaic in my thinking, but I’m a firm believer that little papers and magazines are blossoming because they are crucial institutions to our sense of community. In an era when every community has the same big box stores, the same chain restaurants on every corner and the same crappy newspaper as the next town (because they’re all owned by the same companies these days), the spirit of an independent rag like this one can’t help but thrive.
So if you’re picking us up for the first time, or if you’re one of our beloved readers who have all 84 back issues stashed neatly away on your “music porn” shelves, thank you.
Supporting your local music magazine is like supporting your local record shop. Yeah, the giant chain might have some better selection, and yeah, Amazon can get you pretty much anything you want in 48 hours, but wouldn’t you rather make a personal connection with someone and something real? We sure would.
So again, thank you for picking us up, for standing by us for seven years, and for leaving copies on the back of your toilet when you have a party. It means the world to us and we couldn’t have done it without the community support.
See you at the shows.