This message cannot be stated often or loud enough. Never have I gotten so much scattershot information (especially about music) that is irrelevant to what I do or like. Never have I felt that I’m missing out on so much of what I do like or need to know.
Third year of decline in overall visitors and views of the Miles To Go blog (I do still regard the Donna Douglas blowup as distorting). Maybe it’s the decline of blogs as cool new things, or I’m not as fanatic about posting (2017 not as full of disasters as 2016, but this fall and winter have been hit by a couple terrible personal events — not to me), or that I never do nothin’ to make anything viral.
Whatever, I’ve become a quality over quantity poster and am pleased to note that one of the type of posts that jumped up this year is “The Air Is Still and the Light Is Cool,” which are recommendations of less-well-known albums from the past that I adore.
Got one coming up tomorrow, I think.
Why is Fuck Buddy Rich such a popular post? Aside from the eternal appropriates of its sentiment.
For some reason I cannot fathom, I am unable to open the “notifications” section of the site. (Just churns and churns.) But I do still get email notifications about comments. My big worry is that it has something to do with an attempted hack …
- The “normalization” of endless anonymity.
- And a related phenomenon, the vast increase in exchanges where you are assumed to have the Worst Motives Imaginable — and be Very Stupid or Very Mean. Or both.