I picture a small office, sparsely decorated with gig posters and music related paraphernalia, with a stack of demos and CDs in the corner which has gathered dust.

Maybe three or four nervous looking individuals hunch over computers, carefully writing the 10 or so news and reviews stories DiS posts every day.

Sean is always late, and kind of cocky, but everyone thinks he's a bit of a pretentious, smug cunt anyway. Tom is usually freaking out, covered in sweat, looking at lines of code with no idea what he is doing, but he doesn't want anyone else to know that, so he only ever talks to Sean in hushed tones outside the office.

What's your mental image of DiS? PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN AT THE OFFICE OR WORKED THERE NOT ALLOWED.