You may remember a series of entries I posted here back in 2007 wherein I speculated about the apparent demise of Subterranean Records on Cornelia Street. Well, as it turned out, those rumors were false at the time, and the fabled, underground shop survived for a few more months before actually closing for good in 2008.
In that first post, you'll recall I reminisced about the shop's apparent owner, a guy we referred to as "Winter Hours," so dubbed after the band he played guitar in. Well, his actual name was Michael Carlucci.
I cannot claim to have known Michael very well. Myself and my good friend Rob B. were loyal Subterranean customers for many years (as I've laboriously pointed out before, `twas in said shop that I bought my first Killing Joke single -- an event that genuinely my life). Michael certainly recognized us, and even reached out to me to update the status of the shop when I was posting about its demise. I wish I could say I knew him better.
In any event, word from reliable sources is that Michael just passed away. I don't know any of the details, but the news struck me as quite sad. He was always a very nice guy.
Here's a bit of Winter Hours. Pour one out for Michael.
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