The apres-garde
I must be the last musician and writer - certainly in San Francisco - to get myself a blog. Maybe it was concern that I already spend enough hours on the computer without an online journal, or distaste at the journal's potential to get crusty from lack of updating. Or maybe it was an instinctive reaction against anything trendy (the same impulse that made me rebel against reading The Lord of the Rings in elementary school because everyone else was doing it).
But here I am now. I loved LOTR when I finally read it last year, so I'm hopeful ("Hey! Maybe there's a reason people like blogs so much!..."). I figure that any tool that gets me writing has to be a good thing. Even if it's just a tiny introduction like this.
But here I am now. I loved LOTR when I finally read it last year, so I'm hopeful ("Hey! Maybe there's a reason people like blogs so much!..."). I figure that any tool that gets me writing has to be a good thing. Even if it's just a tiny introduction like this.