Most often, this little space in the Blogosphere will be used to
expand on something that is or will be in the Kitsap
Sun (the Flamethrower) and/or
kitsapsun.com (the Cyber-Flamethrower), or air
something that should’ve been, but was too late or too
uncatagorizeable (?? is that a word? is that a misspelling? I’m
told I can get away with misspellings in Cyberspace, because nobody
But once in a while, there’ll be something that wouldn’t go in
the paper or on the Web site, little personal missives from yours
truly that will be unique to this BlogSpace. These usually will
fall into the categories of either Rants or
Treasures will be little notes, reviews in
review, of older CDs or movies that you might’ve missed when they
were new, but still are recommended, either by me or somebody I
trust to not steer us all toward swill.
Raves will be, well, complaints. Screeds.
Bitches. Moans. Tirades. Tantrums. Probably long-winded, probably
bad-tempered, perhaps ill-advised, but honest opinions that you can
respond to, if you like, either in agreement or with some
reactionary raving of your own.
It could be fun, and cathartic. It probably won’t be good
journalism, but, hey … it’s Cyberspace, people, and anything goes
(anything, that is, that won’t get Yours Truly kicked off of said
Cyberspace … because once you’re kicked off of Cyberspace, I
imagine, there’s no place else to go).
All that being said, here’s our inaugural Rave:
WHAT THE @#*%!! is with all these band that
have the word @#*%!! in their names ??
I suppose it used to be provocative, or shocking, or
cutting-edge, "anti-establishment." Now, it’s just boring. It’s a
cry for help.
Nowadays, the word @#*%!! in a band name tells me you’ve got
nothing else. "We can’t play, we can’t write, we don’t have much in
the way of stage presence or charisma, or even good hair, but …
I’m against censorship. But I’m also sensitive to the folks
who’d like to hear and see certain things only if they so
Even so, if the word @#*%!! was in any way germaine to what
you’re doing with your music, or relevent to the way you make your
music, I’d be the first to tell you to go @#*%!! yourselves …
namewise, that is.
But if it’s just a cheap, hackneyed, boring play for a few
seconds of attention, then I’ve got to tell you it’s having the
exact opposite effect. It’s telling me to ignore you.
Remember the old commercial: "With a name like Smuckers, it’s
got to be good?" Well, with a word like @#*%!! in your name,
you’ve got to be bad.
First, get some game. Then get a name.