are our additional staff members, without whom, running the label would
Dakini . . . grew up in the warehouse lofts amongst the metal factories
of Port Chester, NY. Her memories of roofs and alleys have long gone,
yet she has developed an uncanny fascination with rubber and can often
be seen sneaking rubber gloves from under the kitchen sink.
White Cat . . . her friendly "magow" belies her many years as
a creature of the wild who lived behind the stove. She has now become
a trusting and magical "pooka" who has the ability to calm the
worst of nerves with just one pet of her amazingly soft and always clean
fur. She can often be seen guarding Skipping Stones HQ.