So, how far have I got with my End of Year listings then? This is a very easy thing to quantify, as I have done the square root of the sum total of bugger all. I’ve got a new phone though, so it all works out well in the end or something.
Sitewise, it’s been a bit busy and with some nice surprises (although I’m staying tight-lipped on that for a bit), and I may as well use this end-week preamble to mention something that’s been of a slight issue since shortly after starting this blog…
I won’t go into my reasons for starting this up (as they’re a bit odd and not really that cheerful), but it’s not unfair to say that the course has changed. Essentially, I wanted to put things in some sort of order by way of using what I was listening to and using certain bands and albums as marker posts. Or, as it was so well-put in Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity, organising my record collection in autobiographical order. I am not a particularly open person when it comes to talking about myself, so getting things out in the open via the semi-cryptic method of reviewing old LPs seemed like a good idea at the time.
When it became apparent that people actually read it, that affected this plan a fair bit. Also, I had rediscovered my appetite for listening to new stuff and broadening my musical pallette, so it wasn’t that hard to change tack a bit. It also made it easier in a way to dig out older records with harder memories attached to them so that I could confront old bitterness and bury it amongst more cheerful things. I suspect that this may not be the best way to go about things, but there you go.
Stranger still for me is that a fair amount of what I have done amongst these postings has ended up appearing on the concerned artists’ websites and various social media feeds. While this is good for the ego (because it is a genuine thrill when this happens and I’m certainly not complaining about it!), it is nonetheless a very odd state of affairs, as it then becomes a tad difficult to write without occasionally wondering if this next one will be read and it’s tricky then to carry on without unconsciously tapping out something that is deliberately intended to go “look at me!” – fortunately, I think that I have spotted when I have started to do this, and have gone for a long walk before deleting what I’d begun and then begun again. And in any case, it’s almost always the silly ones that get reprinted.