So... what?

Everyone has dealt with losing something. And though there's a pretty broad continuum of loss (a loved one, a car, a rare LP, a MySpace account...) it seems that I can only grieve at full force, regardless of the severity or mundanity of the loss.

But then again, having just lost 6+ years of writing with no hope of recovery (long story involving the RIAA and an iMac thrown into the river), I think I'm justified in grieving every bit as much as I did when my girlfriend and my car became my ex-girlfriend and ex-car within days of each other (was 2006 good for anyone?). I bet (though don't hope to settle the bet) that facing a loss on the scale of parents/health/home would bestow upon me the perspective I obviously lack, recalibrate my capacity for grief, and leave me a wiser person.

But none of my tens of readers come here for wisdom. It seems that most of them came because I once posted a sketchy link to an mp3 of King Crimson playing Lizard live in '95 at the Santa Fe Station Casino in Vegas. But now they don't come at all. Because there's nothing here.

So to my previous tens of readers, apologies, but I'm just another victim of the New Cold War. Blogger will be holding my bits until I can get set up with new whistles and bells. And to any new readers, hello, and additional apologies. Blog writing is like pretending to whistle during an imaginary hurricane, and yet here's just another pretentious toot.

Still, over the next few months I'll be posting as frequently as possible through the haze of self-medication in an effort to reclaim and refine any voice I ever had, and of course to continue the noble and useless work of applying hype-bytes to bands I still can't believe no one has heard of. Maybe I'll be able to find some archival posts written and emailed from various desk-prisons. Or maybe I'll just start linking to my daily favorite from the torrent of blog entries I read in an effort to feel like I'm accomplishing something with all this disposable internet time.

I'm clearly not in the best mood, but I can almost see a better one from here. Stay posted, or get gone. It's your stolen WIFI, after all.