It's the beginning of the end -or maybe the beginning was a while ago, but Terminal 5 proves to be a catalyst in the death of indie. Oh I'm sure it will nice and neat and the sound won't be too bad. I may go to a show here and there, but if there's anyway possible that I can see a band without having to resort to this bureaucratic -perverted extension to indie music, I will surely do it. The whole idea of opening a new venue to exploit the larger -and growing -indie market is sickening. Sure, bands get bigger. But we already have venues for them. We don't need New York City's prime indie venue staple -Mercury Lounge and Bowery Ballroom to sell-out to the masses. It's all fun and games until your 6th-grade sister is headlining Mercury, accordian in hands. Isn't anything?
For addiitonal info, hit up BrooklynVegan, who seem to be part of Terminal 5's PR team if one didn't know better.
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