Returning Anon

Imagine my surprise at finding the little note I'd written myself more than a decade ago listing the web addresses for my various blogs. At the time I was a powerfully damaged individual with little filter between my pained thoughts and choosing to launch them into the ether.

Now imagine my delight in finding they were all gone, absorbed into the abyss of Things Ignored On The Internet.

It is a good day.

So why am I doing this now?

Probably vanity one one level, but these last years have been a hell of a ride. Much learned, many disappointments and heap of idiocy and some real peace along the way. Not bad stuff.

Am I posting this so someone will read it? Not really. That may happen. This is a strange world and there's no predicting much of anything. But really it's more a place to post ruminations and revisit them. Or not.

But who knows? I may even take the time to make this presentable and appealing. Or I may let it lapse into nothing again. But for now, for today, I'm content to know that this is here and I can futz with it.

So... greetings!

Who am I?

Ignoring the metaphysical aspects of the question (many of which have no answer), I'm a semi-retired musician and a columnist for an international music magazine, a grudging romantic, a massive nerd, a borderline recluse and a believer in magic and miracles.

What does that mean for you? Not a damn thing. For you, assuming there's a you out there reading this, I'm just the one hurling words into the 'net. I won't promise they'll be good or even that there will be anything like a through line, but they'll be honest. For whatever that's worth.

I'm not trying to change the world in big sweeping ways, but I hope to make it a better place in some ways before I kick off. Don't know that I have what it takes to do that anymore, but I can try.

So begins the new foray into sharing a facet or two of me with the world 'out there.' Or am I the one who's out there? Worse, does anyone care or does it make any difference?

Only time will tell.