Lagniappe Mobile Blog

Which I recently did here from the back of a bike, I also bang my head to metal music . . can you believe it? Well, more like started a social network called MetalMusic.com, where I’ve recently posted about world hunger and the insanity and Satanism of metal music . . it’s a young network but already members from all over so if you are into the genre stop by - of course it’s free and you can even play voyeur but it’s more fun to join . . .

Don’t ask about my bloggin site - and hey, for the few of you who followed a recent flame-posting war between Jeff Poor myself - we finally met at the Lagniappe Nappie Awards last week. I spotted him walking along Dauphin Street, cell phone in hand, as it was dark, no one around it occurred to me I could knock him over the head and no one would know . . .but I chickened out and we actually got along pretty well for enemies . . (Hey Jeff, was that really Tom Brady at your table, I mean I didn’t know, I barely know what a football is . . ) And the after-party at Joe Cain’s was super but one problem with after-parties of course, is the day after . . Rob appeared on stage at Joe Cain’s strumming guitar and singing quite well, and Ashley was so nined-up she appeared as a Russian Czarina to me in her black chiffon dress, or maybe that was one to many Stella Artois in my hands . . . I hung with best local artist of the year Devlin Wilson, who it turns out I’ve known for many years, met when he painted only doors and walls . . well, enough for now, stop by my mental - I mean metal site, check out the group on solving world hunger, maybe you have one of the keys to solving it . . . P.S. Stevie Cen -, nice seeing you at the party, remember to send a few local metal bands to the site . . . I’m looking into a webcast event for early next year . . .

Our web guru Kyle Craig approached me a couple of years ago and pitched the idea of me doing a blog. Since my life is a snowball that has the tendency to simultaneously gather and release snow, it was became a challenge to:

A. Find time to create a blog

and

B. Learn the mystical ways of the Blogosphere

I found Craig’s offer extremely appealing because of the impersonal format a journalist must follow. Even though you can find my personality snuggled deep within my articles, it’s still very hard (and not kosher in a way) to display the opinions and emotions that I have concerning both the local and national music scene, but life sometimes has other plans. Today, I became excited when Rob Holbert’s email concerning the Nappie Blogs arrived in my in-box. Now that someone has gone to the trouble to create a blog for me, I feel that the only way that the debt can be paid is by using this popular mode of communication to the fullest extent, which I will do as much as my numerous occupations will allow.

Currently, I have worked in many different facets of the music world. I’ve promoted shows and done graphics for a couple of CD’s and many posters. I’ve managed bands, been a fan, sold merch, and (of course) been a music journalist. Over the past few years, I’ve even been a member of two local bands. About the only thing that I’ve never done is run a label, which at this point is not attractive to me whatsoever. Does that make some kind of music expert? Hell, no! Do I fancy myself some sort of undiscovered music industry genius? Yeah, right! But I have seen some interesting shit and can give some insight into the industry. So, I plan on using this blog to give both music veterans and scene newbies a taste of my personal opinion on the music world, an insight into some of my experiences that I can’t really write about in the Nappie due to content and length, and try to expose some of the negative sides of the music industry. Believe me, there are plenty!

Please feel free to give feedback. I’m not scared of criticism. In this line of work, the complaints are to be expected and noted, and the compliments will be welcomed with open arms because they can be few and far between. I didn’t even really think people read my stuff until people came up and told me, “Hey, I read what you wrote…”

So, kick off your shoes and sit a spell. I look forward to hearing from each and every one of you!