Small steps.

[By me. Aww.]

I've added what I hope are three very small and neutrally worded sections to the top of the sidebar. This is such a minuscule occurrence that it feels silly even mentioning it, but in fact each of them are connections to efforts that are more personally significant than they may seem.

Anyways.

Until I get a portfolio site squared away (2010?), this blog will be forced to serve the function; an utterly chimerical and flawed vessel. In the meantime, if you're here to see my work, this will at least give you a fighting chance of finding it.

Next.
The podcast. Its hiatus was actually not. We continued to make them, and even double the pace, strange as that seems. What transpired was a long and uninteresting back-end issue, which is mostly fixed. The archives are almost completely recovered, and the most recent are almost entirely present. But since none of them had previously been available or publicized, what it would resemble to someone other than myself is just seven new episodes. Streaming or downloadable. (The mp3s have a treat for returning listeners that have begun using cover-flow in iTunes, or possess a modern-enough iPod to display artwork.)

The podcast, if you haven't listened to it before, is mostly music, and some talk, except when that ratio flips, which is infrequent. I've been doing it for, what, four years now? So it's pretty far from how terrible it used to be (thankfully those archives were never digitized, and only partially exist on cassettes), but not yet as great as I'd still like it to be. I'd like to think we get closer with every show, but as with anything ongoing the struggle will never vanish completely.

I play good music. It's not a genre specific show, so it's difficult to summarize. But if I were going to make a stab, I'd say it's a show bred of a deep love for WFMU, Wire Magazine, the Kim's that no longer exists on St. Marks Place, atypical hip-hop, Mutant Sounds and the entire sharity movement (a movement I feel is almost spiritual in its levels of thankless and dangerous rightness), Ubu, tape and bootleg culture, and excruciatingly pleasurable pop.