Self loathing abound.

Keeping up with a blog is like swearing off drinking, smoking, and women. You just can't do it. I do have good intentions to keep this up but you'll just have to keep checking back for updates. I guess it will be like a special treat if I put something new up.

I suck. I know.

But.

Cory Branan does not suck at all. I saw him last week in Cincinnati and he might be the best show I've seen ever. There weren't too many people in the crowd but he can make a guitar sound like a machine gun and an angel. His smokey voice would make you believe him if he told you he just robbed a bank and he's on the run or he just got his heart broken by some dame so he burnt her house down. Find bootlegs, buy his cd's, buy his shirts, most importantly go see his live show when he comes around. He is also a really nice guy if you get to talk to him. He said my shirt was cool, I assured him that I am not cool so no worries about getting a big head or anything.

I think this says it all.



I guess I'll post something else at some point in time.