If you listened last week, we talked it up with Hell’s Kitchen’s own Portia Sabin, daughter of an actor and casting director who set out on her own to, oh, I dunno…get a PhD in cultural anthropology from Columbia, start a management company, tour the country with her own band and then take over Kill Rock Stars Records here in Portland.
You know, regular stuff.
This week she fills us in on how the music business works (and doesn’t) these days, why Spotify rules the planet, why girls needed their own rock camp, and why she started her own radio show, The Future of What. I mean, hey, it’s not like she was doing anything eclectic or interesting. yeah?
KRS, her label is it’s affectionately known, was stated nearly a quarter century ago by her husband, Slim Moon (also our cohost), and has helped break bands like sweater-Kinney, The Decemberists, Bikini Kill, The Gossip, Elliott Smith and other amazing talent. They even put out one of Nirvana’s first singles. They’re there shizzle, which is why we gave her two shows to fill our ear-parts with awesomeness.
The Culture Casters talk about the recent LDS rules that likely will lead to the break-up of tons of mormon families with an LGBT family member, and how a couple thousand LDS families from Utah demonstrated publicly against them in protest. The recent ruling by a judge to take away a same-sex couple’s kids was revised within days too, so maybe we’re making some progress?
We also chat up an Atlantic article about why everyone should study theology, even if they don’t believe in God, and then on to the new study that show religion actually makes our kids meaner than secular children. As I recall, the fourth commandment was, “Thou shalt be an asshole in my name,” right? Right?!?!?
We top it all off with a little more girl power, and why evidence shows America needs more female cops, and probably more women pastors, politicians, and fewer male Hooters waiters. Please guys, for the love of all things holy…
We dig up some reading and listening material you prolly haven’t heard of before in recommendations, and Amy drops a fear on us that’s on up there with “pool sharks” for the weirdest, most unlikely fear. And then she has the nerve to scoff at MY FEAR, which actually has happened to me.
No respect, I tell ya.