Seeking Spring Interns: School Is A Bore When You're Stuck Indoors, So Come Write For Us

Have you ever thought to yourself, "Hey, music is pretty good"? Have you ever unsuccessfully suppressed the urge to pump your fist at a concert? Do you know how to read and write?

Well, lucky for you, we're now searching for spring music interns, and if you fit those requirements, you got the job. Well, not so fast. There are a few extra prerequisites you should know about.

One of the most important is that you're enrolled in college somewhere, and you need to talk to your professors about earning college credit for the job. Also, when we use the term "job," we mean thing-where-you-don't-get-paid-money. We'll need you at DC9 At Night headquarters for at least 20 hours per week, and the only payment you'll receive is the college credit.

Still interested? Good, because the internships come with some really nice perks, too.

You'll get to review some awesome shows, interview famous musicians and get published on the blog and in print. Also (and this is where it gets exciting), you'll be in charge of picking up coffee for everyone at the office! OK, you won't have to do that last thing.

But, if those other things sound like fun, and you think you can write pretty well, and if you think your taste in music is the balls, then please apply by emailing me here. Give me a quick idea of why you're interested, and attach some writing clips and a resume.

If you're still on the fence, check out this awesome Observer home movie of our last batch of interns cheerily at work. It's after the jump.

We use cookies to collect and analyze information on site performance and usage, and to enhance and customize content and advertisements. By clicking 'X' or continuing to use the site, you agree to allow cookies to be placed. To find out more, visit our cookies policy and our privacy policy.


Join the Observer community and help support independent local journalism in Dallas.


Join the Observer community and help support independent local journalism in Dallas.