Hard to believe it but it’s been a year since I took the fateful leap into bloggerland.
With this historic post, my life took a decided turn for the better. I’ve found a great creative outlet that allows me to enjoy the thoughts of others while vomiting out my own. My life has been enriched by your support to pursue the things that I really enjoy and to explore more music.
Thanks to all of you who read and comment and to those who just read. While I invite you to comment, I understand if you don’t. To those of you who have been here since the beginning (and you know who you are), I want to particularly thank you for your loyalty and friendship. Of course, I’d like to thank that somebody who showed us how it’s done. For without that brave soul, hundreds of tiny, unnoticed blogs would not have proliferated; freeing the captives. (I keed. I keed.)
Hopefully, I’ll have some more time soon to get into some discussions I’ve been noodling on in my big ole head. Funny thing about finding a job that you really like…you end up spending a lot of time doing it. However, I’m trying to carve out my moments of blog time and ideas but it’s like my swearing to get organized. Mr. D. says that I just need to break down and admit that it’s just not going to happen. This is how he sees me in terms of my projects and work, etc.
I’ve gotten better and this blog, in particular, keeps me somewhat focused. Just don’t throw any shiny objects in front of me and I’m pretty much o.k.
I think that music is God’s way of providing a Rosetta Stone for folks to feel common emotions and to kun-NECK, you know, soothe the savage beast. For the life of me, I am flabbergasted when someone tells me that they don’t really listen to music or they don’t know a watershed tune like We Can Work it Out or Hallejuah. That’s why I feel that Music Maven’s purpose is to educate, discuss and advance music and artists of interest. Bridge generations, genders, race and creed via the love of music.
I must say, however, that the best explanation of music that truly resonated with me came from some guy that happened to capture my attention a few years ago:
It’s music, man. If music’s in your heart, you feel it, you play it, you sing it, you perform it, you bust your buns doin’ it. And, that’s what it’s all about….