Today was day one of my second internship, this one at The End Records in Brooklyn. This was the first internship I accepted, and the one I was most excited about. But after yesterday’s desk job debacle, I had steeled myself for disappointment. But of course, since my life is perfect, I was steeled for nothing, because working at a record label is so much fun.
Within an hour of starting I was already making updates from the label’s facebook and twitter pages, which definitely isn’t as cool as I think it is but it was really cool at the time. It’s still really cool. I don’t actually care if it was cool I thought I was hot shit so that’s all that really matters. Also what really matters: not a single note of electronic music. It was rock, country, metal, Bowie all day.
One of the great things about working for a label that represents bands you like is knowing that, even if you're doing menial tasks, you're doing menial tasks for people you adore. Sure, I was sorting through track duplicates on a hosting website, but I was doing it for Chantal Claret and Emilie Autumn, which took it from a level 1 job to a level 5.
The End Records also runs a merch warehouse (The Omega Order) out of their offices, and to the shock of all, manual labor was my favorite part of the day. With the other intern, I packaged up 300 promo flyers for venues across the country, and counting out those posters and taping up boxes was the most fun I had all day. So, important lesson: if you’re spending 60k on school every year, you should probably just stop because it turns out you’d rather work in a merch warehouse which probably doesn’t require a fancy art degree from NYU.