There’s lots that’s unconventional about Amsterdam’s Redlight Records, starting with its location: a former prostitution window lodged within the city’s notorious red-light district. Insulated from the active brothels, pubs and general seediness that surrounds it as part of the Red Light Complex cultural hub, the only temptations now available herein are the vinyl treats that beckon hopeless record addicts, legions of whom have been shopping at this tiny storefront for years. Run day-to-day by partners Abel Nagengast and James Pole, Redlight’s sterling reputation ultimately stems from its championing of the musically unconventional, recordings that may have missed their initial commercial mark only to enjoy an unintended but appreciative audience years later.
