Since the demise of G7 radio, we've had no venue with which to share with the world music we like, but have no affiliation with. Consider the silence broken. In the mid-90s my friend Jon lent me a CD by a band from Washington D.C. called Sevens. Be it that at the time I listened almost exclusively to straight-edge and political hardcore, a band consisting of pseudo-Pagan hippies slinging jazzy riffs (with bongo accompaniment) seemed an unlikely match for me. But somehow the quartet (consisting of brothers Mark and Bobby Sullivan, Josh Larue, and Chris Farrall) managed to capture my attention. They were products of the punk scene who were creating something unlike anyone else was creating. Vegan jazz? Who knew.

So, as you may or may not have noticed, we today launched our very own little download store (with the help of the folks at IODA and DownloadCentric), featuring digitized versions of (most of) our entire catalogue. We've also digitized the album artwork (meaning full booklets and ...