You know that old saying “if you don’t have anything nice to say it’s best not to say anything at all?” I don’t think that’s true in most cases¹, but I do think at times it’s appropriate. Like when writing about music. There are lots and lots of bad music out there but you know what? Everybody know this. Writing about how bad the bad is, it’s the music fan equivalent of Dane Cook. Don’t be Dane Cook. Please. Instead try and spread the good stuff. I honestly think that would make a better difference.

As a kid, and some of you would probably be offended if I said a specific age because to you that’s not a kid, I listened quite a lot on New York punk and hardcore. I don’t do that often now, I’m too restless I guess. I want to discover new music. Anyway, me as kid would have been appalled by what I listen to now. Me as a kid had not the biggest scope of taste, occasionally this meant that I was a moron. Me as a kid would not have liked the Unthanks, me today though, I think their Last is one of the best albums of the year. This song from that album is called Close the Coalhouse Door.

_{1) But on the other hand, if I did believe in “don’t say anything mean” I would never be able to write about myself here. I’m sure some would like that, to have me just focus on inane pictures but fuck you. I need this as therapy.}