And Besides, It's Mine
Every now and again I get frustrated with writing so many reviews and maintaining Smother. It's an admitted eyesore, even after the multiple revisions I've given it. There's a ton of other cool stuff I want to do but finding the time to work on the site is just painful. I usually just sacrifice my sleep on the weekends. But every time I get super-bummed and want to say "the hell with it, I quit!" I get a cool note from some band about how they really appreciate my support or kind words. 90% of the communications I get from people is like this with the rare nasty person who didn't like what I said about (usually their) some band. But I usually just shrug those off or poke fun at them when they ask me to remove a review--because you'd ask Rolling Stone to recall all their magazines if they printed something negative about your band (they wouldn't since you're not Justin Timberlake or some other million-selling album neophyte).
But it also reminds me how much I love music and how much I miss making it. I don't think I've played drums since my little man entered this world, and I think it was almost a month before that even. I definitely miss my band and my bandmates and all the in-between. I haven't been to a show in a while (I don't think comedy ala Jon Stewart counts!) but maybe I should trek to this crazy amazing show on 11/11/06 in San Francisco. Explosions In the Sky among others are playing at the Be The Riottt Festival. Man there's some good music on there Asobi Seksu, Saul Williams, aforementioend Explosions In the Sky, the Rapture, and Metric...kind of a far drive though. Bummer!